hazza

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It hurt her so much to type out that message to George, but she felt like she had to.

loveshackB-52: George, I think we should break up.

It took him twenty minutes to reply.

hazza: Okay.

* * *

loveshackB-52: Jess, I'm leaving Wattpad.

moves_like_jagger: What?!?

moves_like_jagger: How are we going to talk now? You are the only reason I'm still on this app.

moves_like_jagger: Well, you and Mick Jagger fanfiction. I live for Mick fics.

moves_like_jagger: LOL! That rhymed!

loveshackB-52: Oh, God, Jess -_-

loveshackB-52: We can exchange phone numbers.

moves_like_jagger: You sure you want to give me your phone number?

moves_like_jagger: I may never leave you alone now. You should be expecting some phone calls from me at, like, three in the morning.

loveshackB-52: I'm not looking forward to that.

moves_like_jagger: Are you leaving because of that jerk?

loveshackB-52: "That jerk," as in George?

moves_like_jagger: Who else would I be talking about?

loveshackB-52: Yeah, mostly . . .

loveshackB-52: I've been really sad lately.

moves_like_jagger: I still don't think he should get away with hurting you without punishment.

loveshackB-52: It's fine, Jess.

moves_like_jagger: So . . .

moves_like_jagger: Did you break up with him?

loveshackB-52: Yeah.

moves_like_jagger: Do you want to talk about it at all?

loveshackB-52: Not really.

loveshackB-52: I've never loved anyone like I did with George.

moves_like_jagger: You're only seventeen, Lovie. You'll be going to college soon. College is full of a lot of hot guys.

loveshackB-52: That doesn't cheer me up.

moves_like_jagger: Why? You don't like hot guys?

loveshackB-52: I like sweet guys.

moves_like_jagger: Those are hard to find. It sounds like the one you were dating wasn't that sweet at all.

loveshackB-52: Yeah, it seems that way.