*The next day*
I wake up on the couch of Taylor's house and see her on the floor painting on a canvas.
''Hey..'' I greet her weakly.
''Good morning!'' she smiles back.
''What you doing?'' I look down on her work.
''I paint when I'm feeling down..''
''Can I join?'' I ask impressed by her painting.
She pats the ground in response and smiles at me.
''So you really liked him..'' I state sympathetically.
''I thought he liked me too, you know?! Of course you know.. sorry.'' she says sadly.
I smile at her compassionately before grabbing a paint brush. She stops me before I even get a chance to start.
''So um, how's your dad'' she asks cautiously.
''He's fine according to Ashley but I haven't gotten any real news from my mom in some time now.''
''Is Ashley a friend?''
''Used to be.'' I say before adding some paint to my canvas.
''I'm sorry your having such a bad week!'' she adds before finishing her painting. ''What do you think?''
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The Contest Winner
FanfictionAfter you win a week long trip to North Carolina with Nash and his family, your whole life starts changing. But is it for the best? © 2016 literarymegan All Rights Reserved