The High Note

The High Note

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Hermione Owens is your regular teenager. Really. She tries hard in school, gets good grades and has a group of friends , and she has this totally normal crush on the schools most popular kid. He's not popular for the reason you think he is though. Brent Rivera. The schools most popular guy. That's right, the guy Hermione is hopelessly crushing on. He's pretty normal too. No piercings. No tattoos (not that I know of anyways 😛) He's just a regular guy, with brown hair and brown eyes. Oh, and he's also a famous youtuber. What happens when instead of falling in love with her, he falls in love with her ex-bestfriend ? Hermione's heartbroken . But finds her inner voice. Follow her on this journey of finding her voice , romance, fun and of course , Youtubing!
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I never wanted to leave Shawn, not the first time when I left for California to persue my dream, or the second time when I left after seeing him seemingly so happy with Hailey or even today but somehow it always seemed like the right thing to do, and as Shawn kisses the top of my head softly whilst wrapping his arms tightly around me I feel a darkness drawing in. The way he holds me tighter than he ever has before tells me that he feels it too. Squeezing his fingers which are laced between my own I swing my legs around and sit up on the edge of his couch, I feel him moving behind me as he brings himself up to sit next to me "Mila what is it?" His voice is quiet, like he's asking a question that he already knows the answer to "Today has been surreal" "All of it or just us?" "All of it. It feels like a dream... some parts have been more like a nightmare, but this... us, lying together like this, I couldn't have dreamt it, even in my wildest dreams" He smiles at me and then his eyes drop to his knees "Are you sorry?" I ask the question not wanting to know the answer, if he says that he's sorry for what we've done he will destroy me in a way that I will never recover from, but pressing his lips to mine our foreheads meet as he whispers "I will never ever be sorry for a second I spend with you"

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