Ella: Party @ James' tonight come by around 9 xx
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Feeling as if she should say something additionally to Noah Ella clicks open their chat. Struggling to phrase it she changes the message a few times before finally sending.
Ella: hey I know we're not in a good place right now but J and I would really love it if you came
Ella: there will be a ton of people so if you don't want to speak to me thats okay
Noah: I appreciate you being polite but maybe I'll give it a miss
Ella: I understand, but if you change your mind you're more than welcome
Ella: it's never a proper party without you
Noah: well I am the life and soul of the dancefloor
Ella: glad to see you've remained modest
Noah: as always
Ella: well you are the boogie wonderland King
Noah: that night was ridiculous
Ella: haha the DJ kept playing boogie wonderland just for you
Noah: he winked at me every time he played it
Ella: that's what you get for picking THE trashiest club in Soho
Noah: be grateful I took you to such a "cultural" hotspot
Ella: I know this is really selfish of me to say but I miss hanging out
Noah: we're never going to back to the way it was but I'll think about coming tonight
Ella: I really messed things up didn't I?
She is relieved that they'd managed to have a somewhat decent conversation. Before everything changed they had first and foremost been friends. All of those memories and moments were still there. They were just tucked away behind the hurt and betrayal.
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General FictionIn which two (and sometimes three) teens reflect upon why love sometimes, and actually, really sucks.
