*Still Dette's POV*
Today had been amazing. No other words needed.
I had finally been reunited with Emily and its as if nothing ever split us apart.
Like the olden days. (sorry had to)
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We had packed up the picnic rug and put all the rubbish in the bin and people started to make their way home.
I said goodbye to my friends and went to walk away when there was a tap on my shoulder.
"Um hi.." am awkward Woody said.
"Oh, ur, hi."
"Do you want to go for a quick walk?"
"Sure why not." I replied tucking a lose bit of hair being my ear.
We walked up the path just talking about shit that doesn't matter what so ever.
"Your hairs so cool."
Wait what did I just say.
Oh fuck the awkwardness.
Why. Oh why.
"So are you."
I felt heat rapidly rise to my cheeks.
Oh godamn Woody.
"T-thanks" I stammered.
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That night Woody insisted on walking me back home. I had offered to let him in for a quick drink, trying to be polite, but he refused because he said he had to get back home.
Thank god actually. It would a have been too awkward to keep breathing.
We did get on though. Really well to be honest.
He even asked for my number which I obviously gave to him, and he said how he would text me sometime so we could meet up.
This is amazing shit people.
AN
So short I know. Creativity lever right now is zero.
Might do another chapter soon to make up for it.
