Messed Up

𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰

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                                                       ₊˚⊹ messed up  ꒱

              {   𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 ...  }

 PPS: all credits to owner of pictures

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y/n       *main character*

{ 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 }

Owen Davies      *1st male lead*

{ annoying but funny blondie }

Kakeru Kan   *2nd male lead*

{ cold but only nice to you }

honourable mentions:

Celestia as y/n's best friend

Vika  as y/n's best friend

Swaroop as y/n's guy friend

Asher as y/n's ex situationship/friend

Sabastian as y/n's ex crush/friend

James as y/n's younger step brother

Mum/Mother/Ms. Wang as y/n's mother

note: there are more characters but the ones named are the ones' most important

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y/n's pov

Ugh, it's the first day of school tomorrow. Oh no.. I'll have to see HIM again. I wonder if we'll be in the same class or not... I hope so right? 

flashback:

" Look y/n, I'm sorry for what happened to us, I should have treated you properly. Will you give me one last chance? "

"  Never, don't ever talk to me again. I don't want to see you anymore."

I stare as the guy leaves. I sigh. He was my first love. I don't see why he had to hurt me like that. I thought it would be my first relationship, but I guess not. He just isn't committed... 

I walk home, beads of water trickling down my eyes like a waterfall. I quickly put in my airpods and start listening to " Shameless "  by Camilla Cabello. Tears. Tears. Tears. Why am I always crying because of him?  

Drip. Drop. Drip. The unison of harsh liquid falls onto my thick black tresses, pulling them down angrily, causing my pin straight hair to show. Great. Now it's raining. And I don't have an umbrella. Suddenly, I see a figure about 175cm ish tall. They seem to be holding an umbrella. Could they be kind enough to lend me it?

The figure approaches me. 

" y/n? "  the figure squats down to meet my gaze.

I gasp. Now I see his face clearly, I know exactly who it is. My primary school crush that I've liked since grade 5. Owen Davies. His perfectly golden waves frame his concerned face as he's saying something but I can't seem to grasp what he's saying. Those lips... Those perfect pinkish red lips... 

" y/n why aren't you saying anything? " Owen asks.

I snap back to reality. "  Owen... " I say.

end of flashback

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end of intro 

Hi everyone! I hope you liked this small intro. It's my first Wattpad story that I have written so I hope y'all enjoyed. 

PPS: I'll update asap 

a/n: just a heads up the 1/1, 1/2 etc basically means Season One, Chapter One and so on.