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Ashley's pov I turn to face him and stumble back when I see that he is closer than I originally thought. "Blake." I breathed out staring at his tired face. Dark circles have now made underneath his eyes their home. His beautiful blue eyes that I love are dimmed from its usual light. He looked like he had not slept for days. "Do you know how hard it was for me to be thinking about you so damn much and knowing that I couldn't come to see you? Why? Because you refused to pick up my calls." He croaked, hands in the front pocket of his jeans. I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked around us. I noted that we had gained the attention of everyone around us. "Maybe we should talk about this more privately." He looks around us then nods. I close the locker and was startled to feel his w

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