we walk down a beach together, holding hands, is fingers are intertwined with mine and i can feel the warmth of his palm.

"i love your natural hair." adam smiled, looking down at me.

i hated it. my hair, my face, my body. everything about me.

but he loved it, and that was all that mattered to me.

"come onnnn loverboy." i tugged adams hand, pulling him into the salt water.

i had one of connies bikinis on, while he had swim trunks on.

my ginger was flowing down my back, embracing its own curls that were now wet as adam picked my up bridal style then dropped me into the water.

coming back up to the surface, my eyes were wide, "adam!" i screamed, great, now mascara was streaming down my face.

"im sorry! have mercy! please!" nope. hell no. i pounced on him, now we were both under water, holding each others hands.

both of our eyes were open, staring at each other, next thing i know, we're kissing, the feel of his warm lips on mine—

BANG BANG. the sound of my alarm goes off and it all goes away, the beach, the water, adam.

it was a dream.

all of it.

it felt so real though?

he felt so real.

he was real.

only, our relationship wasn't like that.

it was, until i ruined it.

now, i had to wait, to have him like that again.

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IM BACK BITCHES!-/!/!/!$/.

this is probably the shortest chapter I've written in my life. oh well suck it up