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ALL I NEED [Landoscar]
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Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2024
Mature
**LANDOSCAR UNIVERSITY/CAFE AU**

"I'm sorry for running" I whispered, my voice shuddered as we stood out in the open. I stood there, waiting for a response, yet nothing came. Not a single word.

"I was scared, I still am," I confessed. It was true. Logan was right, I was scared. Scared for what might happen between Lando and I, scared for what the world might think of me.

Lando still said nothing.

"I don't know if I'm ready for this, for us," I stammered. I felt my gaze fall to the floor, intimidated by Lando's deafening silence. It was horrifying. Still, no words. I was beginning to think he really did hate me.

"Lando please say something," I choked, pleading for him to say something, anything. Tears began to reform at the corners of my eyes, rushing down my cheeks.

"Oscar... I love you,"
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