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2021-03-09 01:28:14Sometimes it's difficult to imagine what being in love is like. As a fan girl, I had probably fantasized about my dream guy hundreds of times and yet, I hadn't been able to recognise him when I first met him. It wasn't until he planned something with my best friend that I realised that the cute-but-sexy, sensitive-but-strong, shy-but-confident guy I had read about was standing right in front of me. And he was better than I had ever imagined.
"Can I have some?" Jason asked, pointing at the ice cream cone in my hand.
I shook my head and resumed eating the chocoberry flavoured goodness. Despite the fact that Autumn had finally settled in with its chilly wind, I suggested that we get ice cream.
Jason was more than happy to oblige. So there we were, wrapped up in sweaters and in my case, a
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As Jonathan, Jeane, Rachel and Kayden glammed me up for the first scenes that we would be shooting, I went through my lines one more time with June."Why are we doing this again?" June asked for the hundredth time.I sighed. "To make sure I remember everything! I don't want to forget."She rolled her eyes. "But we already went through it a thousand times! Even I know your lines by now and I have the worst memory in the history of humankind."Jonathan chuckled as he braided a portion of my hair. Jeane, who normally didn't say much, smiled as well, as she handed Jonathan an elastic band.Rachel and Kayden, my makeup geniuses, were sitting on the couch, arguing which colour lipstick wou
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Lights. Camera. Action.Sapphire. Not May.Lights. Camera. Action.Be Sapphire.Deep breath.Lights.You got this.Camera.Take a huge sip of water.Action.Focus, May!Cut.Wrong lines. (Again!)Action.
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"I think I lost him." I admitted, tears streaming down my cheeks.June sighed and enveloped me in a hug. "Don't cry. You haven't lost him May, you guys have been dating for less than a week and he really likes you. That's why he's hurt but he'll forgive you."I sobbed louder. "And how do you know? I was so stupid! I lied to his face and I disregarded him like a piece of trash. I would understand if he broke up with me because I'm such a terrible person."June sighed and just patted my back, letting me ruin her pyjamas with my snot and tears. It was the morning after my first real fight with Jason and after a restless night, I had rushed over to my best friend to cry all over her unicorn onesie.I don't know how long I cried but when t
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My heart stopped."June, what the hell happened?" I asked, refusing to let the panic take over me.She scrubbed her tears away and looked up at me in fear. "I didn't know that he was allergic to peanuts!"I felt my heart skip a beat. "So you poisoned him? Is he going to be fine?""Well not fine, exactly. And I didn't poison him. All I did was feed him some of your favourite chocolate ice cream and you know how there's nuts in there right? So I gave it to him and he ate but then halfway, he asked if there were nuts and I said yes then he swore then he checked if he had medicine with him but he didn't. I didn't notice when his face turned red and his throat started to swell up. I swear I was too busy enjoying the ice cream. When I final
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"May! May! Maaaaaaaaaaay!"I rolled my eyes and entered the hospital room. Jason was sitting on the bed when I walked in. He smiled as soon as he saw the bag in my hand."You're finally here!" He sounded like an excited little boy.I couldn't help but smile. "You didn't have to call my name while I walked down the corridor though.""I couldn't wait. What did you bring me?" He asked.I walked towards him and dumped the shopping bag in his lap. He opened it as I sat on the chair beside the bed.He gasped loudly as he took out the countless bags of sweets and chips. "May. I. Love. You." He breathed, staring at the contents of the bag.
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We walked into the building with our hands intertwined. Ms Green met us at the door, her sickly sweet smile in it's usual place."You're here!" She exclaimed, as if it wasn't obvious.I noticed the way she stared at our joined hands. I squeezed Jason's hand tighter and forced a smile of my own."Yes. June said you wanted to see us." I replied.Her eyes snapped towards my face. "Oh yes, please come in, Andrea is waiting for you."I felt my stomach churn. Why did Andrea want to see us? The multiple possibilities filled me with dread.Jason seemed to sense my nervousness as he flashed me an encouraging smile.
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"I love you."I grinned.My heart strained against my chest, nearly combusting with joy. He finally admitted it. So why did he look so sad?He looked down at me, his blue eyes swimming in tears."I love you too." I said, trying to stop his tears from falling.He shook his head, his straight black hair sticking onto his wet cheeks.My heart broke to see him like that: so miserable, so vulnerable, so unlike the man I loved.
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