"Why is finding some girl you fucked at a festival so important?" Ashton asks, searching the kitchen drawer for a bottle opener. "Just let it go."
"We didn't fuck."
"Even less reason to care, then."
"I can't let it go," I say, reaching for the bottle of Corona. Taking a slow mouthful of the room tempered drink, I let it all sink in. "It was Hayley."
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broken walls / calum hood
FanfictionHer heart was broken; Calum built walls around his. © 2016 by dimplefeels
