Thank god, Veronica was actually serious about getting the PS2. The whole buying spree the two of us went on was fairly incredible. I'm pretty sure that, in general, the spending of money was far more enjoyable than anything we've done in the last few days
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I wasn't sure where his thoughts had wandered to, but he looked like the antithesis of happy for a few moments. I would have questioned it, but the smile returned to his face before I even had a chance. Besides, he probably didn't want to talk about whatever it was. If he did he would have said something.
"No reason you should be that I can see." I smiled back, "So...good." There really wasn't any reason at all for him to think I was about to let anybody or anything keep us apart.
"Well, I can't exactly argue that." I replied as he caressed my cheek gently with his thumb. He wasn't the one that walked away the first time. Even when we were being completely horrible to each other and denying how we felt he was still in my heart. "I may have broken up with you, but you were always there. Even when I tried to move on and get over you - well, it really didn't work, did it?" I asked softly.
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My fingers traced up her arm and wrist to intertwine my fingers with hers. I didn't exactly need the recount of things that had happened between us at this moment, nor did I want to exactly hear how I had stuck around her like a love sick puppy. The stuff was over with now and we were together. It probably didn't stop me putting Duncan in the same situation I had been. The two of us always did manage to screw the other over when it came to Veronica.
I have a horribly vivid memory of Veronica actually breaking up with me - for what? The second time? I had done the on again off again thing with Lilly and I wasn't looking for some repeat with Veronica. Not like anyone could actually guess that I wanted something stable in my life, after all, I had run after Kendall Casablancas (and succeeded with anything that came afterwards). It was just something to fill the time. Something to feel anything.
"Just don't like... try to get over me again, okay?" I sort of laugh at my own words before leaning in to kiss her softly. "I don't really want you to get over me." I didn't want her to have to. I didn't even want that as a thought because I didn't want to deal with trying to get over her again.
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