One hard knock on the door. One ring of that annoyingly cheerful door bell. One box of letters and postcards. One heavy photo album. One Polaroid. And my favorite, most valued video camera. All in a fat pile on your front doorstep. This is it, Dean. It's all for you. And only for you. This is the story of why I love you endlessly. *Hey guys. This story is based on a book I once read called Why We Broke Up. I'm not a book-reader nor is my mind always very creative but this is one of the few books that really made me giddy inside. Hope you like mine (don't worry; it's not completely the same!) Also, this is my first Wattpad story :) Remember to tell me what you think :) Love Amelie Elayna Porter xxAll Rights Reserved