Going for Goal
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'See, i told you i would always be there for you,' he said.
I look sown smiling shyly remembering him say those exact words when he found out about what i had been doing.
He tilts my chin up, his honey eyes looking into my dark ones.
'I will always be here for you, no matter what, you call me and i will be there.'
And then he kisses me. Right there in the rain without a care in the world.
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Ella moves across the whole country to Perth, separated from here boyfriend and friends how could life get any worse? Well it does after a heartbreaking breakup Ella's dad leaves her and her brother to lives by themselves in the new city without anyone and little do they know the reason for him leaving will be finding them soon too. Even with this there are always some good things, like her new friends and how could she forget the gorgeous football god, Ash Willcroft.
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