Met On The Chase

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It was mid-winter, your hands were blue, your lips were blue, and the worst part; you were lost.
Isolated in a forest with only thoughts to accompany you, a familiar thought of yours. Faint whispers from the leaves of the trees and waters of the lakes. It seemed relaxing - like something you'd listen to while studying, or sleeping. It's phenomenal how the littlest of things fit a big situation so well.

"(y/n)!" An echoed voice said. It was blurred from the voices of nature, animals, even humans themselves. In this case they're in the air, on a plane.

You then heard footsteps, fragile ones. They rapidly turned into immense stomps, it startled you because you were getting used to the calming sounds of your surroundings.
As you could sense the person, you spun around.

Oh. My. God.

Every complexion they had, they were perfect. They were wearing a black button up shirt with black ripped jeans. Their hair was messy, but it was cute.
"Ah, (y/n) here you are." How does he know your name? Who is this person? The minute he spoke, questions ran through your mind like a child at a sports day.

"Everyone! I found he-,"
"Wait!" You interrupted.
"Hm?"
"Who are you?"
"Did you forget? I'm (h/n)!"

H O L Y   S H I T

It was them. The one who tormented you, and picked on you.

"You need a glass of water?" They joked, "You look like you've seen a ghost!"
"O-Oh, I'm f-fine." I shivered with cold.
"Cold much? I'll lend you my coat until we get back to the rest."
"The rest?"
"Yes, The rest. The whole town was looking for you."

We walked to the town, All we did was talk the way back, majority of the time laughing. I liked it, it was good to be on those terms.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 02, 2018 ⏰

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