Almost Lover

Almost Lover

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She was always looking for some way to fill her time with music. Always trying to learn some new form of playing. Piano, violin, ukulele, cello, guitar, singing. It was a good way to pass the time. Especially when you didn't have many friends, and your parents were always working. School was easy for her, and she always got good grades. He was always looking for some way to fill his time with danger. Always trying to learn some new form of risking it. Smoking, drugs, drinking, parties, motorcycles. It was a good way to pass the time. Especially when you have all the fake friends in the world, and girls are literally lining up to date you. He hated school and everybody there. There's one thing they do have in common. Trauma tends to run deep. "What's the point anymore?" When both of them end up in the same help group, they suddenly realize that they're not so different after all. Can a pact between them result in the relationship of all time for them both? Or could it be just another highway to disaster?
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I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the witty comebacks, the unplanned meetings at the bar, the rides on his motorcycle, all the laughs we share before the morning ... It does something to both of us. It changes us to the extent where we suddenly can't live without all of this. He is not a good guy. He's as bad as it gets. But he's perfect for me. I want to believe our story is a modern fairy tale with a more realistic ending. You won't get the princess-prince bullshit from me. You'll get it how it is with no sugar-coating. I was no princess and he was no prince, yet we still had something beautiful going on. For a while, at least.

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