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58, 70, 76 ❁ 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘺

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𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 @𝗻𝗼𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹_17
"𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒"
"𝑖𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑦𝑜𝑢"
"𝑖𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒"
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I slumped down on my best friend, Daniel's, couch, kicking my shoes off.
"So, how was the date?" he asked, smiling at me.
I was supposed to be out on a date right now, but I got stood up.
I just looked at Daniel, giving him a face that he instantly recognized.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Stood up," I mumbled, staring down at my phone.
"I'm sorry," he said, moving over to sit next to me.
"Don't be. Maybe I'm meant to be alone," I concluded.
"No, don't say that. There's someone out their for everybody."
"Whatever you say," I sighed.
"C'mon, think positi-"
I cut him off, not being able to listen to his positivity bullshit anymore.
"What the fuck is there to be positive about? Nothing! I know that you live in a world of rainbows and kittens ne sunshine, but my world doesn't have an ounce of color in it!" I yelled, fed up with being alone.
Daniel looked taken aback. I'm sure he was, I never yell at him.
"Yes, there are things to be positive about! There always are, sometimes you just have to dig a little deeper."
"Easy for you to say."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It's supposed to mean that you never have anything bad happen to you! Your life is perfect, you never have anything that you're sad about!" I yelled, standing up.
"My life is not perfect!"
"Oh, cut the bullshit, Daniel!"
"Okay, y'know what? I'm done trying to help you!"
I shoved my feet into my shoes and stormed out his door, making sure to slam it hard behind me.
He never understands.

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I stood outside of Daniel's front door, preparing myself.
We hadn't talked in four days.
That's a new record for us.
Of course we've gotten in fights before, but we're both quick to apologize.
This one was bad, though.
I don't think he's even left his house since that day and it's all my fault.
I let myself in, obviously I have a key to his apartment because I practically live there.
I walked in, the familiar smell of his apartment washing over me.
I followed the sound of what sounded like soft cries to his room. I peered through small crack of the door that was open to see him sat at his desk, crying into his arms.
Without hesitating, I walked in.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong, and don't try lying to me," I said, startling him.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I came here to apologize to you, but i'm more concerned about the fact that you're crying right now."
I walked over to him and it didn't take him long to stand up and grab me, hugging me tighter than he ever has before.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just...I hate fighting with you."
We stood in silence for a little before he spoke up again.
"Because I love you."
I looked up at him, his eyes glistening.
Without a doubt in my mind, I kissed him.
Of course he kissed me back, we've both been longing for this.
When we broke apart, he smiled.
"There's something to be positive about."

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𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗯𝗲𝗱 - 1/16/20
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