Make Me Forget

Make Me Forget

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*FLASH BACK* I was sitting at the cafe, were James had invited me out that night, however at the moment I was alone. In fact, the whole entire time I had been sitting alone, looking like a freak, all dressed up, curled hair, red lipstick and a table reserved for two. I had acted like the overly attached girlfriend from YouTube that night. I walked into the cafe, with a large smile on my face. I asked the waitress for a table, insisting on having 2 chairs by the large window. I even ordered his favorite food for him. At first, I thought that the late night traffic had held him up, making him 5 minutes late. But when 5 minutes turned into 30, and 30 turned into an hour and a half, I realized something was up. Now at this time at night, “cough cough” 10:50 PM, on a Wednesday, not many night clubs, bars, etc, are open. The traffic had died down as well so obviously only a couple explanations had gone through my head. By the time it was midnight, I had decided to go to James apartment. Once I arrived, I instantly noticed Taylor's SUV was parked in the car port. At this point, I was telling myself what was going to happen. As I walked up the 4 flights of stairs to James’s place, I pictured the future in my mind. I would open his front door to find them getting it on and I would run out crying. Who would have ever guessed I could tell the future?
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"Bitch" "Slut" "Fuckboy" "Asshole" "Stop fighting you two, like fuck I think I'm getting a headache cause of your bullshit" I looked at Taylor and rolled my eyes and so did he. ***** I look at him and have so many different emotions that I can't control. One moment I hate him, the other moment I blush at everything he says, the other moment we are arguing, the other moment I hate him, the other moment I'm so happy to be around him. This is almost like an obstacle course of different emotions.

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