There are a lot of probabilities in life. For example, the odds of breaking a bone in your lifetime is 1:2, and the odds of being struck by lightening is 1:960,000, and the odds of winning the lottery are 1:45,057,474.
And despite the big "anything is possible" belief among people, if you were to ask someone - anyone - about the odds of me and Alex Fenders falling in love they would tell you it's absolutely, certainly and unquestionably impossible - 1:0, in fact.
But what if I was to tell you that sometimes, in very rare occasions, something happens: something, let's say, against all odds...
Previously known as The Accident
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She is beautiful. So fucking beautiful. She is a star and I would become an astronomer for her and I would study for the rest of my life and I would bleed, sweat and cry day and night just so I can understand her beauty. I would want the other stars to be jealous of her since no matter how big and bright they shine, she will always be the brightest one illuminating the night sky.
She's better than everyone. I constantly think about how she can do so much better and how she deserves to be with someone who will notice everything amazing about her and not just use her.
She needs to be with someone who will notice how she laughs. How confident she is. How she talks. The way her smile is different from the rest and the way her eyes glow when you talk about the stars. They should notice how her hair flows and how she can talk all day.
She needs to be with me.
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Contains:
Fake-dating
College romance
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Started: 12 October 2021
Ended: 16 January 2023
Editing completion: 12 July 2024
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#1 firststory
#1 hotel
#1 pretty
#2 cutegirl
#2 teenagers
#3 loss