bridge ☹ calum hood ☹ book two

paper towns.

on the seventh day,

 

calum was already on the bridge waiting for me.

 

“what took you so long?”

 

he called as i stepped out of the fog.

 

“i was beginning to think you wouldn’t come.”

 

i loved it,

 

the worry in his voice.

 

it was so refreshing to feel like somebody actually cared,

 

like they noticed.

 

i shrugged,

 

i really didn’t know what took me so long.

 

“well, i brought my favorite john green book.”

 

“oh, really?” i raised my eyebrow.

 

“yup, and im going to read it to you, so sit.”

 

and, of course, i sat.

 

yours,

drea.

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