Westley has always known Claire. She's always been a constant in his life, whether it be as his babysitter, his secret Santa, as his pretend-girlfriend, his confident, as the person he could always rely on.
But she's also always been the girl he lov...
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I'm nineteen and I'm in love. Her name is Quinn. I met her one night at a party. I asked for her number and she said she would only give it to me if I could recite the alphabet backward in thirty seconds. She was teasing me. She didn't think I could do it. I did it. She said she would have given it to me anyway. I called her the next day. We've been together ever since.
I never thought I could fall in love like this. She's everything I didn't even know I was looking for. She's intelligent. She's funny. She's gorgeous. She's perfect.
I bring her to meet my parents one weekend.
I'm sad when I think about the fact that my mom will never meet Quinn. My mom will never have known the woman that her son fell in love with. That stings a little, but at least Dad and Holly love her. Quinn could charm anyone.
While I give her the grand tour of our house, Quinn sees a picture of me and Claire together.
"Who is that?"
"Oh, that's my girlfriend," I answer casually, smirking.
She snorts. "Oh really?"
"Yep, fourteen years together and going strong."
Quinn laughs at the joke. Technically, it's kind of the truth though.
Claire is dating a new guy too apparently. I haven't met him, obviously, but I'm glad things are going well for the both of us.
