Love Shot X Shot of Love

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That is, until now

Appearance on the face of the Mac when is what I expected. Leaving will be hard on him because it will be on me. We're the only true friends. And we just meet separate we'll break the tight bond, hit hard, leave us broken.

"Why did they go back to Singapore? You never said they were facing a problem."He has the right to want to know.

I never said anything. That part of my life was always kept secret. My family, how we are .. I don't want anyone to know .. Even my Good Friend.

"I don't know. Everyone has problems I feel."I faked surveillance.

"Do you want to move?”

I don't have to think about it. I was scared of moving from Singapore before, but my home quickly became here. The thought of starting new again, in my working year no less, made me feel nauseous.

The thought of leaving Mac. It made me sick.

"No.”

"Well, the solution is easy."He thrust a dramatic finger into the air. "You came to stay with me.”

"Oh yeah."I stuffed my body into the lawns of the Mac backyard, throwing my hands into the air. "I, you, your mother, and Chip. Sounds good.”

He followed my lead, crashing with less grace than myself into the sharp blade of green beneath us. "Okay, first of all, let's not bring my dweeb douche step, mmm-kay? And secondly, I did not stay with my mother this year.”

"What?”

"I have a car and I am twenty years old. Told my mother the other day that if I wanted to stay with my father, then I would stay with him."He spoke like a child who won their first argument against their parents.

Living with Mac's father .. it doesn't sit well with me. "I don't think your dad wants me to stay with you. It's a good offer though.”

"Are you kidding? He doesn't care. I'll call and ask him now!"He pulled his phone out of the pocket of his glittering cheetah-printed jeans.

"Wait, no!"I tried to snatch the phone from her nimble fingers, eventually failing as she dodged and rolled over. "I don't think I can square that with my dad. You don't have to bother.”

"Oh no. I'll bother. And so are you. Do you really want to move again, start new work again? You won't have me, and I won't have you. That can't happen. I'm really going to die. As if he were actually dead."His eyes were wide, and his forehead climbed up to his hairline. "In addition, after this year we will go a separate way. We won't be in the same state anymore most likely, so this is our last year!”

All good eyes. And I agree with every one. But living with Ahmad, I don't think I can handle it. The feeling of shame crept back just thinking of being in the same confined space as my secret obsession.

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The look on Mac’s face when was what I expected. Leaving would be as hard on her as it would be on me. We’re each other’s only real friends. And we just met Separating us would break a tight bond, snapping it harshly, leaving us broken.

“Why are they moving back to Singapore? You never said they were having problems.” She had a right to be curious.

Never said anything. That part of my life was always kept secret. My family, how we was.. I didn’t want anyone to know.

“I don’t know. Everyone has problems I guess.” I faked ementieness.

“Do you want to move?”

I don’t have to think about it. I dreaded moving away from Singapore before, but my home quickly became here. The thought of starting new again, on my work year no less, leaves me feeling nauseous.

The thought of leaving Mac. That makes me down right sick.

“No.”

“Well then the solution is simple.” She raises a dramatic finger into the air. “You’re coming to live with me.”

“Oh yeah.” I plop my body into the grass of Mac’s backyard, throwing my hands into the air. “Me, you, your mom, and Chip. That’s sounds great.”

She follows my lead, crashing with less grace than myself into the sharp blades of green below us. “Okay, first of all, I am not living with my mom this year.”

“What?”

“I have a car and I’m twenty. Told my mom just the other day that if I want to live with my dad, then I’m going to live with him.” She speaks like a child who won their first true argument against their parent.

Living with Mac’s dad. that’s not sitting well with me. “I don’t think your dad would want me living with you guys. It’s a nice offer though.”

“Are you kidding? He couldn’t care less. I’m gonna call and ask him right now!” She pulls her phone out of the pockets of her glittery, cheetah print jeans.

“Wait, no!” I attempt to snatch the phone out of her nimble fingers, ultimately filing as she evades and rolls over. “I don’t even think I could square that with my dad. You shouldn’t even bother.”

“Oh. I’m gonna both. And so are you. Do you really want to move again, start a new work again? You won’t have me, and I won’t have you. That can’t happen. I will literally die. Like actually die.” Her eyes are wide, and browsers climbing into her hairline. “Plus, after this year we’ll be going our separate ways. We won’t be in the same state anymore most likely, so this is our last year!”

All good points. And I agree with every single one. But living with Ahmad, I don’t think I can handle that. The shy feelings creep back up just thinking about being in the same confined space with my secret obsession.

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