The Legend of Summer "Dash" McClennan.

thirteen.

I walked up to the tall figure, who paced around nervously. He stopped as I grew closer and closer to him. His face looked like he was stressed and crying. I suddenly felt bad. Did I make him this way?

"Dash," he spoke softly. He seemed relieved yet still anxious. "I'm so so so so sorry."

He enveloped me in a warm hug. I embraced him and closed my eyes. I was silent. There was a million words to say, but nothing could come out. I struggled with trying to put a sentence together, but nothing seemed right. We stood there for a couple of seconds before I found words to say.

"Why, Timber?" I whispered into his shoulder. He deeply sighed and detached himself from me. I looked into his glassy blue eyes, which were filled with sorrow and worry.

"My mother made me break up with you," he bit his lip and went on. "She doesn't approve of who you are and she wants me to date girls who are proper."

I looked away. I knew she never would like me. Just by the look on her face when she first met me.

"Oh," was all I could muster up. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked at the dirt on my red converse. It stood silent for a moment as the two of us tried to put words together. Warm fingers tilted my head up, making my eyes meet his.

"But I couldn't stand the thought of us not together," he confessed and staring into my eyes. "I went against my mother and told her I won't take her opinion into consideration and that I was going to try to get you back."

"You went against your mother?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows together. "For me?"

"I told her I loved you and that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you," he said quietly and closed his eyes. "I told her you were the most flawless and kindest person I've ever met and that you've have such a positive and big impact in my life. I also told her that I never wanted to lose you ever again."

"Timber, I..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"I really hope you can forgive me because I messed up big time by listening to my mom. I'm so sorry, Dash," he looked deep into my eyes. "I understand if you hate me because I know I would... I just want the person that means the most to me to not hate me anymore."

"Timber," I shut my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I could never hate you."

"Thank god," he mumbled into my hair and rubbed my back. He clutched me to him as I could feel his warmth on my bare arms. I didn't bother to bring a sweater because I wasn't sure where Wings was taking me. But I didn't care. The world around me seemed to melt away as we stood in each other's embrace, not wanting the moment to end. I felt safe in Timber's strong arms and when he let go, I knew that the only place I wanted to be, was with him.

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I moaned from the tapping sunlight against my face, wondered how long I'd been sleeping. I blinked, shut my eyes, and blinked again. I yawned and managed to fully open both eyes. My head was pounding as I mustered all my strength to push myself up. My brunette tangles hung in front of my face, obscuring my sight. The smell of roses lingered in my nose, making me furrow my eyebrows. I never smell roses in the morning. I swept my wavy locks behind my ear, my eyes widening at the sight before me. A dozen roses rested beside me, along with a small note.

"Oh, Timber," I sighed happily and picked up the bouquet. I picked the note from the roses and bit my lip to keep from blushing.

This bouquet has 11 real roses and 1 fake one. I will stop loving you when all the roses die. Timber.

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a/n: GUESS WHO'S BACK BACK BACK AGAIN. I DECIDED TO FINISH THIS SERIES OVER THE SUMMER BECAUSE I MISSED IT. WELL THANK YOU FOR ALL THE ENCOURAGING COMMENTS THEY'VE REALLY HELPED ME. ALSO, I'D LIKE TO THANK YOU ALL FOR THE VOTES AND AMOUNT OF READS BECAUSE PERSONALLY I THOUGHT ONLY LIKE 100 PEOPLE WOULD SEE THIS. SO THANK YOU GUYS AND HAVE A NICE DAY. (: