"Tara!" He called again.
I kept walking by my Aunt, pretending to think he was crazy, like all of the other people.
"Aly!" I froze. "Alyssa-" He stepped down. "Marie-" He walked towards me. "Goldbloom."
I wouldn't turn to him. I couldn't. It took everything to not look at him. His dark brown hair, his chocolate eyes, his kissable lips, his strong jaw line. I felt his hand on my shoulder, starting to spin me. I gave in and turned my head. His eyes had a glossy coat beneath his glasses.
"Can I explain," He started. "Every single thing I have done?"
I wanted to turn around and run. I didn't want to hear anything he had to say.
"Please," He whimpered. "I would never hurt you without a reason."
"Fine." I mumbled.
"I knew by breaking up with you, you would stop checking my channel. And my Twitter and Facebook and Instagram. You wouldn't see the hate. It would get to you, I know that. You'd hurt yourself. You'd hide from it all. I can't let you ever get hurt by others," His voice cracked. "So I had to hurt you myself."
A tear dripped from his eye and slid down his cheek.
"It was the most painful thing in the world for me!" He shouted. "People noticed in my videos! I was legitimately going depressed. It was just last week I realized, I couldn't live in a world..
"Without my Pretty Little Pixie."
I stepped up to him, so our toes touched. I looked into his eyes....
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And I threw my hand hard on his cheek.He winced and held his cheek with his hand. He was bent over, in extreme pain. He stood back up, his teeth were clenched together. I cupped both my hands on his cheeks and pulled him down to my level. Mark was stiff, still hurting from the slap I gave him moments ago. Our lips touched and he immediately softened. My arms slipped under his, my hands gripping his shoulders for balance. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me in close. We parted and stared into each others eyes.
"You do know what they say," He said in a hushed tone. "If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it was meant to be. But if it doesn't.."
"I'm here." I told him, hugging him close and resting my head on his muscular chest. "Always."
"Aly?" He said.
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Aly?" He said again.
"Yes?" I looked up at him.
"Will you marry me?"

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my only savior ❧ book one ❧ completed
FanfictionTara is an average girl to everyone else, but to herself, she is a freak. A freak with powers like no other. But moving to Los Angeles could change all of her thoughts of herself, as she moves in next to her Only Savior.