Dear No One in Particular || Ethan Dolan

Los Angeles, California; Beaches, sun, palm trees. Something California's mother had loved so much she named her daughter after the state.

California Andela. A social butterfly that had been destroyed by a tragedy no one should have to experience.

Ethan Dolan. Football Player, good looking, the golden boy I guess you could say. Cold and with his rough exterior, shows no emotion.

Put these two together and you got fights, Heart to hearts, jealousy, frustration, and who even knows what else.

Something cliche, right out of a fairy tale, if it weren't for the mysterious notes labeled 'dear no one in particular' California happens to find in her locker.

Just remember, Smiles aren't always real, but neither are the hard fronts people put up to avoid emotion.
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"I broke my only rule. And that is exactly the problem. I fell in love with her when I swore to myself I wouldn't. I fell in love with everything about her. Her lips, her hair, how she knows all the words to every song on the radio, The way her eyes light up when I call her beauty. And I don't think I can survive if she leaves,"

" I told myself from the beginning, I wouldn't give up on him. And that's the problem. I fell in love with him and when he's not there to catch me from crashing, I don't think I'll be able to get up and walk away with out missing a piece of me,"

The problem was, was that they fell in love with each other when the didn't want to.