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Celeste's POV:
It was my first day back at school today.
I told Asher that I'd drive myself, but he insisted on driving me.
I just hope he'll remember to pick me up... our place is further away from school than dads.
I didn't end up finding Callum... but I did leave my window open, and a secret note for him. Hopefully he'll find it.
"Are you okay?" Asher asked as we drove closer towards the school, his hand resting on my thigh.
"Mhm." I nodded with a smile, "I'm a bit nervous, but it should be okay... it's not like Megan's there to harass me anymore..."
No one ever even found out who strangled her to death... to think that could've been me! I probably saw whoever did it that night...
Asher started to laugh at the mention of Megan's name.
"I bet that bitch is rotting in hell right now." he chuckled, and I couldn't help but giggle slightly.
I know I shouldn't, but I couldn't help it!
"Hopefully..."
He looked over at me with a raised brow, before smirking and looking away.
The car stopped and I looked to see we were in the parking lot. People were already looking over, instantly recognising Asher's car.
"If anything happens, ring me and I'll pick you up."
I smiled at him then leaned over to kiss him, before straightening his tie.
"Have a good day at college." I said as I grabbed my bag, and swung it over my shoulder.
He groaned and rolled his eyes as he started the car up again.
"I definitely won't..."
I shook my head at him then opened the door and jumped out of the car.
"Do not forget to pick me up." I reminded him as I raised a brow.
He scoffed as if he was offended and held a hand to his chest.
"Forget? Never." He gasped sarcastically and I rolled my eyes.
Sure...
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I sighed as I tried to ring Asher one last time, whilst I waited for him in the now empty parking lot.
He's not gonna come...
This asshole!
I was gonna drive myself today, but no! He just had to do it!
I scoffed then looked through my contacts, and found Lilly's number then rang it.
'No, baby, I wanna drive you today...'
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NYCTOPHILIA
Romancenyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a - love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ {EXTRACT} "Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me. "Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?" I slowly...
