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"Will you ever read this? I seriously don't know, there's a small chance you do coz I'm not sure I'll have the guts to post this letter. I'll probably rip it all up when I'm done with it.
I wish I knew the right words to tell you what you mean to me after what we had; I wish I knew how to let you know what I cowardly did some time ago...
I never thought I'd fall for someone like you -someone so perfect that it gives me chills just to think of the fact that you belong to this world. To be honest I thought you were a jerk when we first met but after a while I realized that I was completely mistaken.
You're so beautiful Mark , so beautiful as in every sense that word has. And that night out -that one night out, proved me that perfection exists, that perfection is you..."
"Angie what you doing hun?" Liz walked in my room without knocking on the door.
"Ohhh... nothing... just---"
"Writing? Who you're writing to?"
"Greta---" I quickly lied.
"You sending her a letter? Would you mind posting mine for her too?"
"Oh... yeah... right"
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"Liz... what if he hates me afterward?" I asked as we got out of the lift which would lead us to Paul's apartment.
"He won't hate you Angie... why would he?"
"I dunno... cuz I lied to him?" I shrugged when Paul opened the door.
"Hey what was so urgent that you woke me up in the middle of the night?" he asked with a sleepy voice and small eyes as Liz and I hurriedly walked into his place.
"Mark" Liz bluntly said.
"Why don't you stop it with Mark for once Angie? You say you love him but then you lie to him... you don't want to tell him about---"
"See? That's where you're wrong... I do wanna tell him everything" I stated firmly.
"She's just changed her mind" Liz added and Paul raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
"You been drinking or something?"
"No... I just realized that I wanna tell him the truth"
"She wanted to go back to the States" Liz started off.
"What?" Paul exclaimed.
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Bailamos? | Mark Owen [Take That]
Fanfiction{ You don't need to be a fan to read } "Could it be possible that I had started creating in my mind an image of how I wanted Angie to be?" Can a teenage love stand the test of time? Mark and Angie met in the States in the 90s, some time before Take...