In The Fastlane

In The Fastlane

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida mié, nov 20, 20136h 39m
After living a tedious and monotonous life growing up all she wanted was fun. Fun like getting drunk several nights a week and coming home so hung over she couldn't see her own feet. Fun like enjoying a night out with her 3 other best friends who have joined her all along. Is that really fun? Young Sydney Martin was forced to endure the life of a stereotype. Living the same routine everyday. Her boyfriend, or now ex boyfriend put her in an empty whole of nothingness. But Sydney was in love. Falling so hard she saw nothing else but him. Everything in her life was the blur of a common place.They would under go everything with each other. From eating breakfast together in the morning, to playing in the sheets at night. Her life was perfect. Everyday was a new day for Sydney. Of course when your 20 years old & withstanding a job at an aquarium what other option do you have? Evan made it exciting for her. They would go to amusement parks, travel the world together for years on end. But nothing lasts forever. One day, it all stopped and he was gone. It was just another Cinderella story. Break ups do that to you, they rip apart everything you once had in your heart. That's what a heart break is all about. All that Sydney had left was her 3 best friends, Abbie, Kalie, & Amanda. Of course she had her parents in a distant way but what 20 year old wants to sulk with their 50 year old guardians? Sydney was convinced love doesn't exist. So she forced her life to become a fast pace movie franchise. Getting drunk at bar's every night and living her life to the most in order to leave the life that only existed in the past. But when her best friend Abbey introduces yet another celebrity friend to her group she doesn't stand a chance. With one wink of an eye & a new future ahead of her everything could be thrown away. Maybe she could even love again. But life always has obstacles. Does love truly exsist?
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"Loving you is exhausting and hard. Give me a freaking break." he said. "Then why are you still here?", she whispered with a pale and trembling voice, holding back the tears that were willing to fall down her cheeks. Laura never wanted to fall in love with someone she couldn't touch - someone who only existed behind a screen, a voice borne by time zones and poor connections. But Evan made distance seem hazardous. He made every silence burn. "You could've stopped talking to me." she said to him once. "I tried," he said. "You just wouldn't leave my fucking head." Somewhere in between their late-night phone calls and the words they never spoke, something real started to take shape - delicate, wrong, and beautiful. But love such as theirs was going to shatter. It was constructed on waiting, on jealousy, on all the things they couldn't have. And maybe that's the cruelest kind of love - the kind that feels infinite, but ends the moment you wake up. Until Aiden walked in - the man who was real, present, and everything Evan couldn't be. Aman who had actually been beside her even when she broke his heart, even when she drifted away to chase someone who made her heart ache in ways she never imagined. "He doesn't deserve you. please wake up Lau." Aiden told her. "Then why does it still feel like he's the one?" she whispered. "You're crazy." Somewhere between what she wanted and what she needed, Laura lost control. Between time zones and heartbreak, between messages and memories, something between them had shattered. Because sometimes, love doesn't ask you to choose between two people - it asks you to choose which part of yourself you're willing to destroy.

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