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one last time | corbyn

We walked side by side down the road, smiling into the darkness. We talked for hours nonstop about our childhood.

"Remember when you jumped off my roof into the pool because you were trying to seem better then me and ended up breaking your arm?" He laughed, clutching his stomach.

"Yeah, and when I got my cast you wouldn't let anyone else sign it but you." I laughed back, rubbing my now fixed wrist.

It was silent for a few minutes until he stopped walking and turned to me. I tilted my head, wondering what he was doing.

"Y/N, I'm gonna miss you so much," He breathed, letting a tear slip.

"Please don't cry," I choked, rubbing it off his cheek. I pulled him into a tight and comforting hug, burring my face in his chest.

"This is so hard," He sighed, rubbing his hands up and down my back.

"Don't forget about me, okay? That's the only fear I have." I chuckled, placing my hands on his arms.

"I could never." He smiled, leaning down slowly. One of his hands cupped my face, as his lips pressed into mine. We weren't dating, but we always had a connection with each other. My hand found his hair, playing with the ends of it slightly.

He grinned and pulled away, "I love you."

"I love you too, Corbyn."

The memory played so often in my head as I seen countless videos of him on stage and in interviews. Its been about 4 years since we seen each other. He hardly ever came back to his hometown and when he did, he never made an effort to come see me.

I kept my distance, knowing he has a girlfriend now. He promised he wouldn't forget me but he did, and here I am, still upset over something that happened so long ago. I loved him, I had the biggest crush on my best friend.

I guess the kiss meant nothing to him. Just as all the memories and fun times we had. All I want is to hug him and hold him again. To laugh at his stupid jokes one more time. Just one last time, thats all I ask.

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