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After an hour, my small bladdered friends went to the bathroom while me and Finn sat outside. Inside, my mind was having a battle. I had to tell Finn. But I didn't want to leave. Not now. Not ever.

''Finn.'' I nervously whisper. My heart was beating so fast that i was positive it would rip out of my chest at any moment.

''Yeah.''

I couldn't do it. But I had to.

''I'm moving back to Canada.''

I watch as his face struggles to decide whether to be happy or sad. And truthfully, I can't decide either. 

''That's great! I can visit you and we can spend Christmas together again. Just like old times.''

He punches my shoulder and laughs as tears threaten to spill over the waterline of my eyes. I silently shake my head.

''You don't get it, I-I'm not coming b-back.''

I barely finish my sentence before my eyes go rouge and let the tears flow down my caramel colored cheeks.

''Hey, hey, look at me.'' He grabs my face with his hands as I try to pull myself together, not wanting him to see me like this.

''We can still be friends.''

I quietly laugh and shake my head. That's not how it works.

''Maur, we could be miles apart, there could be oceans between us, hell, I could be on another planet, but nothing in the world would ever be able to stop me from being your friend.''

I try to remember every last detail of this day, knowing very well it may be the last time I see my friends for a long time.

''B-But you'll forget about me. I'll be replaced.''

He furrows his eyebrows.

''Listen to me, no one could ever replace you. And if you think that for even one second, your just as stupid as Wyatt was to let you go.''

My breath hitches when he says his name. Wyatt

''C'mon lets go on a couple more rides before I have to drive you home.''

And with that he kisses my forehead and drags me onto a ride while I savor my last few moments of happiness. 


wowie. I feel like sophia and jaeden would have heard all of that and just been like sh00k. like i feel that they would be firm believers in this ship. -Orion🌻

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