The Boy I Fell In Love With
Who I Am
Samantha's POV:
As I stared out the window, I could feel my heart thumping inside me, broken and desolate. I was just a girl who had her heart broken. By Louis Tomlinson. I had loved him with all my power, my will, but he just thought I was just another girl. Another fan. But I wasn't. He was meant for me, but by the way things turned out, I wasn't meant for him.
"Sam! Come on! Let's go!" My best friend Miranda called out to me, and then burst into the living room, seeing me just sit on the couch. She patted me on the back, knowing I was thinking about Louis. She was always there for me. "Come on, it's been two years. You need to move on!"
Miranda was right. She was usually right. I got up from the couch and gave her a weak smile. "Alright! Shopping!" I tried my best to sound enthusiastic, but I really wasn't in it and Miranda knew it, but she just ignored it.
As Miranda drove, I chatted about the most random stuff, hoping to sound like my normal self. We walked into the mall, and we kept squealing about how nice these clothes looked on me, on her. I tried my best to get over Louis, and by the end of the day, I think I did.
At least that's what I thought, as Miranda raced off to Forever 21. But then I started reconsidering as I bumped into someone familiar...
As I stared out the window, I could feel my heart thumping inside me, broken and desolate. I was just a girl who had her heart broken. By Louis Tomlinson. I had loved him with all my power, my will, but he just thought I was just another girl. Another fan. But I wasn't. He was meant for me, but by the way things turned out, I wasn't meant for him.
"Sam! Come on! Let's go!" My best friend Miranda called out to me, and then burst into the living room, seeing me just sit on the couch. She patted me on the back, knowing I was thinking about Louis. She was always there for me. "Come on, it's been two years. You need to move on!"
Miranda was right. She was usually right. I got up from the couch and gave her a weak smile. "Alright! Shopping!" I tried my best to sound enthusiastic, but I really wasn't in it and Miranda knew it, but she just ignored it.
As Miranda drove, I chatted about the most random stuff, hoping to sound like my normal self. We walked into the mall, and we kept squealing about how nice these clothes looked on me, on her. I tried my best to get over Louis, and by the end of the day, I think I did.
At least that's what I thought, as Miranda raced off to Forever 21. But then I started reconsidering as I bumped into someone familiar...
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