on the seventh day,
calum was already on the bridge waiting for me.
“what took you so long?”
he called as i stepped out of the fog.
“i was beginning to think you wouldn’t come.”
i loved it,
the worry in his voice.
it was so refreshing to feel like somebody actually cared,
like they noticed.
i shrugged,
i really didn’t know what took me so long.
“well, i brought my favorite john green book.”
“oh, really?” i raised my eyebrow.
“yup, and im going to read it to you, so sit.”
and, of course, i sat.
yours,
drea.
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Fanfiction"will you be here tomorrow?" "same time, as always." book two of the suicide series.