"Amari, you don't even know me-" he starts, but I stop him with a hurt facial expression and a few words of my own.
"I thought I did," I reply, "Just go with them, you obviously have made your choice."
"No, Amari, I didn't mean it. I'm sor-" Before he could finish, he got cut off by the press. They pushed us apart, and he dove into the coach bus to hide from the flashing lights before I could kiss him one last time.
He sat at the nearest window to me, pressing his hand against the glass. I shake my head at him, and turn my back on his presence.
You're lucky I still like you, Minter.
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Fanfiction*SHORT STORY* He was over known while I was unknown. He could score goals while I could only wash counters and fill cars with a proper amount of gasoline. My town was apart of history while his town was apart of the present and supposedly the futu...
