The End

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He was standing so close to me I could hardly breathe let alone think normally. After everything that I had done, all the pain I had caused him, he was still standing before me telling me he wanted to be with me. He was either the stupidest guy on the planet, or the sweetest and the most amazing and the most understanding and caring. Looking into his eyes I knew without a doubt it was the latter. I took a deep breath and said, “I want to be with you.” 

He smiled and tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear. “I’m sorry what was that, I didn’t quite understand you.”

I rolled my eyes, “Taylor.”

“Carson.” 

I put my hands on his chest “Taylor Caniff, I love you and I want to be with you.”

His smile grew bigger, “I really like hearing you say that.”

“I really like saying that,” I admitted. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said before leaning in and kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and enjoyed kissing him for the first time without feeling guilty or cheap. 

I finally felt like I had some control over my life. I knew school was going to suck and I was probably going to have to move soon, but I could get through anything life threw at me with Taylor by my side.

The End. 

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