FOURTEEN | One, Two, Three

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POV | Belle "I'm Home!" I screamed out as I walked through the front door, Zoe squealed running down the stairs in response pulling me into a hug before spotting the frozen yogurt in my hands. "Strawberry and Vanilla! Girl you know me too well" I giggled as she shoved a spoonful in her mouth dramatically moaning at the taste. It only took her a second before she remembered the whole 'reason' behind my being here. "I'm sorry that your dad dipped on you last minute like that" I looked to the ground nodding, I really did not enjoy this whole lying to my best friend thing. Though he's done it enough times I guess it wasn't really a lie, I hadn't even heard from him today... or yesterday for that matter. My silence was broken as Landon stepped in behind me, I turned around seeing him holding his yogurt and my bag. I fought the blush coming one as I remembered what I had said to him only moments ago. And now here he was carrying my bag, treating me like a princess. "Oh c'mon Zoe, I know you'd much rather her be here with you any chance you get" He laughed, setting his keys and yogurt down on the
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