Forgotten // Luke Hemmings Fanfic
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Last published Fri, Oct 3, 2014
December 11 2001
"Charly? Will you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, we'll always be best friends?"
I giggle at his sillyness, "Of course we'll be best friends Lukey pukey, we'll be best riends till the very end. Even when you become famous with your guitar and singing voice, I'll always be right there beside you. I PROMISE, PROMISE, PROMISE."
"I love you Charly, your my bestest friend in the whole galaxy."
*giggles* "Galaxy thats a big word."
"It's a big word for a big friendship."
"Aww lukey I love youuuu!"
I give my best friend a hug and we do our special pinky promise which always ends up with him tickling me and not wanting to let me go from the hug.
I want this, this friendship to last forever.
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