Thirty Six

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Bella's P.O.V

I went over to Collin's house to talk to him. I knocked on the door and waited. Collin opened the door making me smile softly at him.

"Hi," I said.

"Hey. What are you doing here?" Collin asked.

"I need to talk to you," I tell him.

"Okay, what is it?" Collin asked.

"Can I come in?" 

"Yeah. Of course. Sorry," Collin let me inside the house. We went over to the living room where I sat on the couch. 

"You might want to sit for this," I told him.

"What's going on?" Collin asked, sitting next to me. 

"I have some news and I'm not sure how you'll take it," I told him. 

"What's wrong?" Collin asked me. 

"I got an offer to go model in Paris," I told him.

"Paris, France?" Collin asked. I nodded at him.

"Yeah."

"What did you say?" 

"I said I'd do it," I told him.

"You said yes? That quick?"

"They needed an answer right away," I tell him. 

"You couldn't ask for some time to think about it?" Collin asked.

"I was under pressure," I told him. Collin nodded at me. 

"Are you mad at me?" I asked.

"No I'm happy for you," Collin told me.

"You don't look happy," I tell him.

"What do you want me to say," Collin said.

"Collin, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"If you're not so happy then I'll drop out of it," I tell him.

"Don't do that."

"Then why are you upset!" I asked frustrated.

"No, Bella. If you want to go, then go," Collin said.

"I don't want to leave when we're having a fight," I tell him. Collin stared at me for a bit.

"Look, Bella, I don't think we should do this anymore," Collin said. 

"What?"

"I can't do a long distance relationship," Collin lied. I stood up from the couch before walking out of his house. 

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