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she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

Is there a specific style you'd want us to incorporate? ‘I want her to look ethereal, like the goddess she is.' I was reading all of his texts in his voice, so my stomach was doing a backflip. I couldn't stop myself from wondering if he was saying those words because he thought I was a stranger. Of course, Stephen Harrington had to keep a profile in public, too. Even with a woman whom he might never meet, he was being the perfect man. ‘What kinds of dresses do you think she looks good in?’ I sent it back, curious as to what he thought again.

I get weird glances from the nurses and some patients who walked past me. "That's Harry Styles. His wife died recently. What a pity." Some murmured as I entered into the hospital but I paid no attention it else, i'd break. Just thinking about it, makes me feel uneasy and restless. If we could just go back into time but we can't. It's all fiction.