Right There (August Alsina Fan Fiction)

Right There (August Alsina Fan Fiction)

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August Alsina
"Are you so serious right now August." You tried to pace yourself, trying to comprehend what he was speaking to you. "I wanna fight for this country. I wanna prove to everyone how much I love this place." he pulled your face closer to him, placing a single peck on your cheek. "You could die." you felt tears rush down your face, as he pulled you in for a hug. "I promise to you. I'll be back." you ripped out of his hug, looking at him with a mugged look. "If you wanna fight for a country that does even respect you most of the time. Go right ahead. Just don't expect me to be waiting when you get back." you rushed upstairs, not looking back at him. "Babe! Babe!" he called after you, as you slammed the bedroom door shut. You let the tears rush down your face, not having a care about who saw you. You started punching the walls, ripping stuff of the dressers, acting a complete fool. You finally found someone you love and wanna spend the rest of your life with but he wanted to leave.
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Camera

My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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