O1. MISSED CHANCES
IT WAS HARD for Y/N to pack her bags and start leaving when her adventure only began last night. Meeting the boy with the broken skateboard was something that she swore to treasure forever last night that she slept peacefully.
Pieces of regret were clustered in her chest, making it pound little rhythms that turned into words in her fuzzy head.
Just then, when she opened her bag, she saw the polaroid of him. Y/N sighed and caressed the thin object as she smiled. The girl has to leave now, but the boy kept interrupting her lucid thoughts, telling her to stay.
She knew she couldn't.
He's a perfect boy that lives in London. That little sentence sent butterflies to her stomach.
Louis was an ideal dream, and she shouldn't get too attached. Not ever.
Leaving the hotel room, she gave it one last glance before turning away and leaving it locked. The girl gave the key back as she paid whatever she needed to pay.
Her parents were the first one to arrive at the airport because of how homesick they are. Plus, they wanted to make sure they're just in time ( even though the flight is at 11 AM. )
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POLAROIDS || L. PARTRIDGE [ ✓ ]
Romance𓂃 ♯◍𑂺ི⸼🍓⃕ louis partridge x fem!reader 〭✴ ̽ ࣩ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ❛ it's a pretty cliché story. two strangers, one camera. two polaroid photos ⠀and so many drama. from pringles to cliché ⠀car accide- nts and memories fading like ⠀precedents.❜ 1...