You've just now acknowledged Weston for the first time in the all the years you went to the same school. The question is, was that a mistake?

atelophobia // the fear of not being good enough.

They said we were like Romeo and Juliet. Fated to fall in love. Or maybe we were just fated to fall. Disclaimer: this was my first 'official' book on wattpad, and because of that it is seriously cringe. I'm no longer apart of this fandom or really support it, so i changed it & it's no longer a fanfiction, but feel free to read it at your own risk.