As the weeks dragged on me and Avi gradually got along, becoming closer to each other and taking a better understanding. I gave him his space still, but when there was affection to call for I gave it. I don't leave him in the dark as I did before. But as the tour dragged on, it slowly crept into winter. And as it moved in it began to snow. Heavily I might add. Our last days of tour migrated to sledding, and just snow fun.
"Oh I am so gunna beat you at this Kev." Avi smiled, pulling a tube sled Rhine him. I stood and smiled next to Kevin. My laugh threatening to spill out. "Your so on." Kevin yells as he began to run forward. I was suddenly yanked forward, my behind landing on a lap and cold wind nipping at my nose. "Avi I swear!" I yelp as. Realized he had drug me onto the tube his behind sat in. "You swear what?" He yells over the wind as we easily glided past Kevin, who gapped at him and began to yell, "thats cheating Avriel!" "What he said!" I yell over my shoulder. Avi simply chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist as we glided down the slippery hills of Europe.
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"Tired." I groan as I stomped to the door of out hotel room we had claimed. My eyes caught sight of a hire sheet of paper, just peeking out from under the door. Bending over, startling a sleepy Avi, who rammed into my backside, making me snap up and glare at him. He simply placed his hands in the air with wide eyes. I glared again and bent back over to grab the paper. Bringing it to my face on it it read,
John
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"I don't understand how he knew we were here." I say, my gaze fixed on the glass window that was part of Scott and Mitch's room that we harbored in. "Did you even read it?" Kevin asks. My mind exploded at the thought of even opening that envelope that riddled death all over it. My throat grew dry along with tongue feeling like a limp of rocks in my mouth. With a shaky hand I reached over and ripped it open. Unfolding a stained piece of paper, my eyes grew on what what it said. And had. On it was a picture of me and Avi, him kissing me at a concert back stage. His hands linked with mine, him chaining down to touch his lips to mine. On the paper it said,
Dead.
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Standing By (Avi Kaplan fan fic)
FanfictionCharlie Harris is a broken girl who knows nothing of the real world. Broken and abused, as being a captive of an obsessed boyfriend led to her escape. But yet she is still relentlessly chased by the crazed man, until a new face steps into the pictur...
