Someday

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WARNING: This story is another mediocre love story about how a boy and girl fall in love, but the girl is his little sister's best friend. NOT A GMW FANFIC.
    
    Logan Valentino. 19. Freshman in college. Dirty-blonde hair, bright blue eyes. Plays guitar. Is in love with May Simons, his sister's best friend.
    
    May Simons. 16. Sophomore in high school. Brown hair dyed electric blue at the tips, brown eyes. Aspiring actress. Has no idea Logan Valentino is in love with her.
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    It sucks, you know. To have to watch her date other guys while I'm in the background, waiting for my chance that might never come. It's been three years. I've loved her for three years. Three years she hasn't treated me like anything but one of her best friend's older brothers. 
    
    It hurts, you know. Watching her be happy with other guys, wishing and longing that it was me. Then to have to watch them break her heart into pieces and not be able to pick them up and glue them back together. To watch her cry and cry, not being able to hug and kiss her, telling her everything will be alright. 
    
    Maybe someday, but not anytime soon.All Rights Reserved

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Chapter One
Sun, Apr 15, 2018

WARNING: This story is another mediocre love story about how a boy and girl fall in love, but the girl is his little sister's best friend. NOT A GMW FANFIC.
    
    Logan Valentino. 19. Freshman in college. Dirty-blonde hair, bright blue eyes. Plays guitar. Is in love with May Simons, his sister's best friend.
    
    May Simons. 16. Sophomore in high school. Brown hair dyed electric blue at the tips, brown eyes. Aspiring actress. Has no idea Logan Valentino is in love with her.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    It sucks, you know. To have to watch her date other guys while I'm in the background, waiting for my chance that might never come. It's been three years. I've loved her for three years. Three years she hasn't treated me like anything but one of her best friend's older brothers. 
    
    It hurts, you know. Watching her be happy with other guys, wishing and longing that it was me. Then to have to watch them break her heart into pieces and not be able to pick them up and glue them back together. To watch her cry and cry, not being able to hug and kiss her, telling her everything will be alright. 
    
    Maybe someday, but not anytime soon.

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