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I told him to sit on a bench on the side of the road. He said, then, I immediately ran into a mini market buying wound medicine. I still don't think Aaron did that to Alan. What makes him angry? What makes him offended? Me and Alan had nothing to do with him. But I don't want to ask what he did, I want him to tell me himself.
I saw him sitting down, I went up to him and sat next to him. Slowly, my hands stretched out to hold her face... At once our eyes met, looking at each other for a while but I immediately turned my gaze to the wounds on his temples and lips. The wounds he was looking for himself.
Immediately I cleaned the wound, then attached the plaster. He just kept quiet letting me. Actually my heart is very raging but right now I don't want to talk.
I touched the tip of his lips, he slightly dodged.
"Aww," the screech slowly. I knew it hurt, and then I touched it more carefully, he was silent. I don't know what my heart feels like right now. But honestly even though I was very upset and hated his actions that suddenly hit someone but I did not feel angry at him.
I don't know what he was thinking, he just kept looking at me, looking at my face, for this time I didn't dare to return his eyes.
"It looks like you're better, I'm going home first" I said briefly and quickly got up from my seat but Aaron quickly grabbed my wrist. I was silent, standing around letting it go, I didn't want to see it, I turned my face. My heart suddenly felt sore, I wanted to cry, it felt like tears were already in my eyes, no, I didn't want to spill it, I immediately looked up... by looking up we can hold back the tears.
"I don't want you to be Cinderella." he said slowly. Ah, basic, under these circumstances she can still call me Cinderella. I looked down again and let a tear fall. I remained silent until he let go of my wrist.
"Didn't you say you didn't know me yesterday? Why worry about me now? Very funny," I said. He stood up and hugged me.
"Blame me for being so mad at you."
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Is that fire burning me now? Am I hurting Alan now? Or have I hurt my own heart? Why do I care so much about Aaron, I could have bitten his hand and went to Alan but why don't I, I was so resigned when he pulled me and took me with him.
I could've left him and went to see Alan, but why would I treat his wound? Actually I'm why.
I opened the bag and took out the gift I wanted to give her. But.he screwed everything up. I don't know if we can be friends again after this. I also don't know what to say to Alan tomorrow.
'Allan how are you?' a message I sent to Alan.
'I'm fine, you don't have to worry" he replied quickly. Thank God, I hope he doesn't think of me.
'It's me who's worried about you' Alan sent another message 'Where does he take you?'
I don't know what to do with it, it feels like everything's messed up. I turned off my phone.
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