"Do you ever think about the future?" Quinn avoided her gaze and stared at the clouds above,"I'm gonna be alone forever, aren't I?" He started to tear up but corrected himself before a drop formed.
"No you're not." She shook her head slowly,"Here, this may help you feel better." He sat up too. and played with his sweater strings.
"Lets make a pact. Once we turn 35, if we aren't dating anyone, we will marry each other." she stood up and put out her hand, "Deal?"
"Deal." he took her hand and pulled himself up.
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"Coming right up."He gave her two cups, "Whats your name, sweetheart."
"G-Gwen." She didnt know wheather she was stuttering over his beauty or that she had been called sweetheart.
"Alright then. Gwen, give me a call sometime." He then winked as she slowly turned around, "Oh and my name is Alex, by the way." She didnt ask how she would get his number. She began to walk back to her mother-who was now chatting about oral hygienics-and saw, from the corner of her eye, a smudged number written on the solo cup
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Oops." the girl didnt fall but was disoriented by crashing into Max, "Sorry, I really need glasses."
Max finally looked up to see her. She was gorgous. Her brown hair was pullled back, exposing her muliple earings. She was wearing a jean lacket and her eyes sparkeled. He felt an overwhelming sense that he knew her.
"Thats- thats alright." Max begain while She took paper towels out of her pocket and helped him clean.
Three stories. Six people. Head, soul, heart.
Taken
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