"Nothing last forever." I whispered, not looking at him.
"True," he agreed "but I want this to last years. It won't last years if you don't stop what you're doing. I need you."
"I know." I replied, softly
"Promise me." he said, lifting my face up. "Promise me that you'll get help."
"I don't need help." I snapped at him.
Lake Harington... A 17 year old girl who everyone thinks is flawless and perfect.
She's a girl stuck in an unfair world.
Her parents, ship her off to live with a family friend in Australia hoping that would do her some good.
That's where she meets him... Luke Hemmings.
Things start to look up but in a blink of an eye, things get back to the way before.
Can Luke save her from herself and her thoughts?
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(Needs major editing.) "What are you doing with that?" I looked up at the innocent boy in front of me. "Lukeybear, I need to shave." He looked a little bit hesitant but finally handed me the pink razor. "Promise?" "I promise" I broke a lot of pro...