Melanie,
I cannot begin to put into words how sorry I am for missing our date. It lowers the impression of me that you already had, and it was not my intention to do so. I had to work on my Spanish project with my partner because we kept procrastinating, and time got away from us. When I saw the time and remembered my commitment to you, I freaked out. After texting Michael, he told me that you had already went home. My partner felt really bad as well; I shouldn't drag them into this though, as it wasn't their fault.
I talked with Ashton and he reprimanded me for a while (which I probably deserved) about the ordeal. Luke told me to ask you for another chance, but I know you don't work that way. The chase with you is always fun, but I haven't enjoyed running the past few days.
I don't know what you want. Flowers? Expensive jewelry? Tickets to a concert you can ditch class for?
You're an enigma, as are my feelings toward you. It's just so complex; like a puzzle without the bordering pieces to guide you, so you have to just try your best to comprehend. But sometimes, the challenge is why we play the game. Who says we can't make our own puzzle pieces to help us?
All I'm trying to say is that I truly want a second chance with you. I know I may not be deserving, but consider it?
Sincerely,
Calum
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FanfictionIn which a forgetful Melanie leaves a note between her and her best friend under her desk, and a nosey Calum reads said note and leaves another. » (cover by mashtxn) » © hxmmxngs