The girl had been feeling her phone buzz for about forty minutes. She knew it was probably her parents. She didn't care though. She was enjoying her time with the boy seated with her. But as the time ticked past, and the train ride was coming to an end, she decided it might be time to look.
She removed her phone from her pocket and took a deep breath. The boy watching her the whole time. He was worried that she was going to breakdown again. She squeezed the girls hand gently, and she looked at him with doe like eyes.
There was over thirty messages from them both. She didn't want to look at what they said, so she didn't. She just typed,
"I'm sorry, but I want to live my passion, not yours. I love you."
They say in silence before Abby spoke up.
"My Instagram is abbydoll. Just in case you want to follow me. And every other social media is the same thing." She then gave the boy her number. They sat there in silence for a few more seconds.
The guy held on to her hand as he typed everything in his phone.
"Finn I really like you." The girl said abruptly with her cheeks showing a brand new shade of pink. "When I say that, I mean it. I know I've only known you for an hour but you've been so supportive and trusting and I just, really needed you to know that."
"Abigail Newman, I really like you too."
For the first time in a while, he let go of her hand and put his arm around her shoulder, gives it a slight squeeze. As they approached the last two stops.
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The 4:11 Train
FanfictionTrain Number 9547 boarded at 4:11 A girl got on the train to escape her parents pressure A boy got on the train to escape his superstar reputation It was a train ride to remember Began writing: March 6th Began publishing: March 10th Finished writ...
