Carly's POV

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The door opens, and I see him, his short chocolate hair, he's dreamy brown eyes, his gorgeous smile, I'm so distracted by seeing him I barely notice his Galaxy Wars pyjamas, and his messy bed head. He runs to me and engulfs me in his strong warm arms. I hug back. "I missed you so much." He says. "I missed you too." I reply. He invites me to come in and tells me to sit down. He then excuses himself to go clean up. As soon as he leaves I start to panic. I'm still in love with him. It's been 5 years and I still love him. He walks in looking nicer and more cleaned up. "How's my Fred doing?" I can tell he still likes me because he starts blushing as soon as I finish my sentence. We get talking for about 45 minutes and I can't help stare into his beautiful eyes. I can't help it I need to know. "I have a question" I say in a nervous tone. "Shoot." Alright. Here I go.
"Are you seeing anyone right now?"
Oh god. Please say no please say no!!
"No not right now. Why?"

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