❝ Maybe I was meant to come back for you. ❞
We're all used to hearing the typical stories of two people falling in love - they get through life together and wind up with a happy ending. There are endless books, movies, and even real life stories abo...
"Never planned that one day I'd be losing you, In another life, I would be your girl,"
The One That Got Away — Katy Perry
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"We're going!" Blair announces, and I huff.
"But Blair," I whine. "I just want to stay in and watch Lucifer today,"
"As hot as Tom Ellis is, we have to go Ariel! Come on," She keeps insisting, and I knew this was a battle I couldn't win.
"Fine. Who's party is it, are we even invited?" I ask, playing with my duvet.
"Not sure, it's a general thing, thrown by another college kid. Like the bonfire, I guess people in universities around here will come." Blair informs, digging through my closet.
My heart lifts slightly with hope, wondering if Aiden would be coming.
It's been a few days since our jam out session in my car, and ever since then I've been tripping over myself trying to figure out what I was feeling. Was it real or was I just trying to distract myself from Hayden?
I didn't want to hurt Aiden, that's for sure.
As if she read my mind, Blair turns around, grinning. "And yeah, Aiden will probably come since it's a kid from his uni that's throwing the party."
I throw her a look, not saying anything. She turns back around and rummages through my closet before throwing an outfit at me.
I sit up on my bed and look at what she's given me. It was a crisp white off shoulder top with long baggy sleeves and it could be tied together in the middle on my chest alongside a pair of blue high waisted shorts. The outfit was simple and comfy, and a little revealing, which made me hesitate. But I made up my mind to wear it because I wanted to look and feel good. Life was too short to be insecure.
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"You can wear that with these," Blair adds, throwing my pair of knee high grey boots near the foot of the bed.
"Not bad," I shrug. "What are you wearing?"
Blair walks over to the bag she brought when she came over, and holds up a white skater skirt and a pink long sleeved tube top.
"Come on, let's do your hair." Blair gestures to my dressing table.
