Here Forever (A One Direction Fanfic)
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Last published Sun, Jun 29, 2014
I wait to hear the signal to start. It’s delayed. I get lost in thoughts. I reposition my hands on the rod. I lean my head on the blue and gold fabric on my arm. I control my breathing and count the breaths.
One. The cheering felt quieter. Two. I remembered how I pressed my lips on his cheek. Three. I remembered how he defended me. Four. I remember the time I felt his hand on my side. Five. I remembered he was the reason I fell off the bar. Six. I see him face with my eyes closed and my mind blank; I see the details of his features as he looks at me. Seven. I love him. Eight. Every single noise had disappeared to me, leaving only my heartbeat throbbing and my breaths shuttering.
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