Seventy-Eight

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The rest of the afternoon was spent riding roller coaster and playing the side games. Calum even won a stuffed raccoon for me, it was the cutest thing I've ever seen. Michael has won about six different stuffed animals, all for Jennie. I guess he was trying to show off.

The six of us sat at some picnic table as we ate chili cheese fries. Calum sat across from me, typing away at his phone. Every once in a while, he'd look up from his phone and I'd catch his eyes, but he'd quickly look back down.

Once I finished my fries I stood up to find a garbage can. I walked a little away from everyone and eventually found a bin. "Liv," I hear Calum say my name. I turn around and he's standing a few feet away from me.

"Calum," I say. I raised an eyebrow at him, waiting to hear what he wanted to say.

"Why do I feel like I know you already?" He asks. As much I wanted to scream and tell him he does know me, that we loved each other, that we were dating. As much as it pained me to pretend as if it wasn't real, I just said I didn't know.

"I guess I just have one of those faces." I say smirking. We were standing a few inches apart from each other. He places a hand on my cheek and I leaned into it, just like I did the first time I met him in person. We stared into each other's eyes. Soon, I could hear fireworks being shot off. We both look directly above us, just as one exploded.

We both look back at each other, and I do the dumbest thing I've ever done before.

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