Wendy I Love You

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Parts 2
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Reads 33
Votes 3
Parts 2
Time <5 mins

During a regular night at a club, Frances meet a very secretive guy, Harry. As they fall in love, their past comes back to haunt them and they both go on the run. As they run they have to overcome heartbreak, fear of finding oneself, and bearing the truth of Harry's past.
    
    --
    
    "Frances come back here." He whispered ever so quietly, it scared me to turn around. I continued to walk away from him, knees trembling and all. Even in the summer, Colorado was cold. 
    
    "I know you'll come back anyways." I could practically hear the smirk in his slithery yet beautiful voice. It was my fault I trusted him. My mistake I believed everything. Oh god, how I just wanted to runaway from him and never see his gorgeous face again, but he was right. We both knew I would just find him again and kiss him senseless while falling in love with him all over again. 
    
    So I stopped dead in my tracks.
    
    "Fine. You win." I sighed and turned around to look at him. The wind was blowing his hair in his face but  he still looked graceful.
    
    He always won.All Rights Reserved

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During a regular night at a club, Frances meet a very secretive guy, Harry. As they fall in love, their past comes back to haunt them and they both go on the run. As they run they have to overcome heartbreak, fear of finding oneself, and bearing the truth of Harry's past.
    
    --
    
    "Frances come back here." He whispered ever so quietly, it scared me to turn around. I continued to walk away from him, knees trembling and all. Even in the summer, Colorado was cold. 
    
    "I know you'll come back anyways." I could practically hear the smirk in his slithery yet beautiful voice. It was my fault I trusted him. My mistake I believed everything. Oh god, how I just wanted to runaway from him and never see his gorgeous face again, but he was right. We both knew I would just find him again and kiss him senseless while falling in love with him all over again. 
    
    So I stopped dead in my tracks.
    
    "Fine. You win." I sighed and turned around to look at him. The wind was blowing his hair in his face but  he still looked graceful.
    
    He always won.

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