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the type of boy that I'd pause a game of Temple Rufor just to text him back.
 


whoever made temple run, i worship you~~~~

Catch Me if You Can
Chapter 33
Harry's Point of View:
As soon as I parked my car at the beach's parking lot, I was immediately surrounded by all of my old friends.
A grin swept across my face, as they all greeted me with hugs.
My eyes scanned over through the crowd, trying to find the girl who was the reason why I came back for.
I sighed in defeat, not spotting Colby's dark brown locks through the group of people.
Did she even know I was coming back today?
"Harry! Come join the party!" Gerald called, handing me a beer.
I chuckled, as I immediately chugged the can of fresh beer.
Everyone began to clear up the parking lot, heading their way over to the bonfire in the center of the beach.
As I weaved my way through the crowd of people, I couldn't help but notice a shiny, silver necklace laying on the floor.
I stopped in my tracks, bending over to pick it up.
The silver chain sparkled in my hand, along with the small heart that dangled in the center.
I turned around, as I spot a girl sprinting away from the beach.
I bit my lip, as I began chasing after her.
I held onto the necklace tightly, as I finally caught up with her after a block down.
"Excuse me, miss." I breathed.
The girl's chocolate brown eyes sparkled, as a bit of hope lit up in her eyes.
"Yes?" she asked, her voice breaking.
I frowned, wanting to ask what was wrong, but instead, I handed the girl her necklace.
"You dropped your necklace." I said, as our hands brushed.
A familiar spark of electricty stung through my hand, as she quickly snatched her hand away.
I watched as her shoulder lenght, brown hair blew in her face, making her look like a goddess.
"T-thanks." she uttered, loosing the spark of hope in her eyes.
I had invited her to come along to the party with me, but she kindly rejected my offer.
I shrugged, before Colby's face appeared into my mind, again.
I bit my lip anxiously, eager to see her.
"Um, would you happen to know a Colby around here?" I asked.
The girl sucked in a deep breath, as I saw moisture forming in her eyes.
My eyes widened in panic, as I saw her devasted state.
Had I said something wrong to her?
"No, I don't know anyone named Colby." her soft voice spoke.
I lost hope, as I nodded understandingly.
"Thanks, anyway, I'll see you sometime." I muttered.
I turned around and began to walk back towards the bonfire.
But, before I turned around the corner, I spun back around to stare at the girl.
She was still walking, extremely slowly.
Her head was down, as her white dress blew behind her gently.
How come she looked so... familiar?
I shook away my thoughts, as I spotted Gerald sipping some alcohol from a red party cup.
He wondered where I had went, and I explained to him how I had returned a necklace to that girl with the white dress.
As soon as I finished explaining, Gerald's eyes went scanning around the beach.
His eyes grew frightened by the second.
Soon, Gerald let out a groan, slapping his forehead.
I frowned, giving him a weak smile.
"Man, what's wrong?" I asked.
Gerald shook his head, muttering, "Darn, Colby."
My eyes shot towards him, as I rubbed the back of my neck casually.
"W-what about... Colby?" I asked.
Gerald gave me a glare, before shutting his eyes tightly.
"That girl you just gave the necklace to, that's Colby." he firmly stated.
My eyes bulged out, as I became lost of words.
How could that have been Colby?
How come she didn't say anything to me?
She looked so different since the last time I saw her.
I slapped myself mentally. She probably thinks I'm an idiot now!
But... did she remember me?

 

 
Us wittians aren't scared of 2012anymore,

We're scared of January 8th, 2011.

Please steve, for us.♥



 



This really is the last time I'll get to go on Witty...
I'm in hospital right now, my family weren't even allowed to see me until last night. I wanted to talk to all of you people one last time, but the doctors wouldn't let my mom take a laptop - I begged them for an hour to let her, even if I could only use it for 15 minutes (I also begged them to let me see my girlfriend, I can be VERY persuasive when I want haha) ... I was THAT desperate.
But yeah. This is the last time I'll be on Witty.. I could be dead within 2 weeks. It sucks, but everyone will go on without me. They all know that even though I'm not physically with them, I'll always be there; and they can always talk to me, even though I won't be able to respond.
Gah, there's SO many things I want to say to you all, but I don't know how to say them, and anyways I always end up saying the same kind of thing in my quotes in the hope that people would be inspired. I'm a bit of a fail, aren't I? I'm certainly no Martin Luther King Jr, or Nelson Mandela or any of those awesome inspirational people.. I'm just an ordinary 15 year old kid who's going to die of cancer :Z But I still try. I don't like giving up. And I've been told before that my quotes have saved people's lives. That's.. just amazing. It makes me feel like I have made a difference, even though it was just a small difference to the universe. Does that make sense? .. No, I didn't think so. x_x
So, all I can say now is.. Read my other quotes. You don't have to fave them, just read them. And never give up on your life. You can get through this. There's always someone going through worse than you; someone who'd give anything to be you.. Like, I'd give anything to be one of you people here than be dying of cancer like I am now.
You want to be beautiful? Just believe in yourself. Confidence looks good on a girl.

Thanks for all the love and support, Witty. You all mean the world to me. I love you. <3
- FramingMatthew



 

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What do you do when;
The person who broke your heart.
Is the only one who can

 fix it.
 






i hate being     

more than a friend
but      


less than a girlfriend