Phil's point of view.
''Phil?'' Sarah questioned gently as I turned to look at her.
''Yeah?'' I asked, my eyes focused on her.
''I love you.'' She stated keeping her eyes on the road. I held my breath for a moment. I knew she did, she remembered us, I didn't. She snuck a glance at me quickly, and I wracked my mind to say something back.
''It's okay. You don't have to say anything.'' She smiled weakly. ''I just wanted you to know.''
My heart relaxed for a bit as I studied her face.
''Where are we going?'' I asked.
''To the park.'' She smiled, making a left turn.
''But it's almost midnight.'' I whined, feeling tired.
''That's when it's the most beautiful.'' She let out a small laugh.
''What is?'' I asked eagerly.
''You'll see.'' She smirked.
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''Okay, we're here!'' She exclaimed, turning around. She was wearing a black fitted shirt and black leggings. My eyes focused on her clothes, as I tried to remember where I have seen this place before. A flash of a black dress, a rock and cigarettes flew through my mind, Sarah's cries close to me. My arm wrapped around her, soothing her hair, but it's different. It's brown. She leaned on me.
''Hey, are you alright?'' She asked urgently beside me and the first thing I noticed was the rock. I was staring at it.
''No, it's...I'm sorry.'' I apologized.
''Don't be. What happened?'' She asked, her eyes on me.
''I think I had a flashback.'' She didn't say anything, waiting for me to continue. ''I've seen this place before. There was the same exact rock and you were on it. You were smoking and wearing something black. I was next to you, holding you close and you were crying...There were stars in the sky and you leaned your head on my shoulder.''
''The day we first met.'' She stated.
I froze. ''What?''
''That was the day we first met. I was wearing black because my mother had died and I found this place. You saw me here and came to talk to me, next thing I know it's dark and we were still talking, that was the day we found each other, the day our friendship grew.'' She smiled. ''How did it happen? Did something trigger it?''
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Amor Vincit Omnia
Teen FictionDoes love really conquer all? For all her life, Sarah has always taken her Spanish mother's advice on everything. But one piece of advice stood out before everything. ''Chica, don't marry a man unless you would be proud to have a son exactly like hi...
