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๐™ ๐™š๐™ž๐™ก๐™–๐™๐™™๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™ก๐™–๐™ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ
๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—’!





๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต via instagram stories
โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿช ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆ. . .

โจโ €keilahย โ”€ harrison โ”€ amandlaโ €โฉ

"aw... look at that adorably ugly pouty face."

"fuck off."

"hey, we're in walmart! watch your fucking language!"

12 ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ. . .

5 ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ. . .

1 ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ. . .


































ใ‚คใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ  // ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐™ ๐™š๐™ž๐™ก๐™–๐™๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ
๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ! ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐–ผ๐—„
๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜!



๐ค๐ž๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐ก โ€ข keilahdelilah
โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ

so apparently my mother and
harrison are besties on snap????
these are their snaps to each other
this morning and i'm just confused

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username1โ €why is this so wholesome

username2โ €YOUR MOM AND HAZ ARE SO CUTE WTF

amandlajonesโ €thomas and valeria are too like tf???? why weren't we invited???
ย  ย  ย โคท keilahdelilahโ €idk they're some rude ass bitches
ย  ย  ย โคท amandlajonesโ €you're telling me

glittersunsโ €ok but this is kinda giving everything
ย  ย  ย โคท keilahdelilahโ €mmmmmm ion know bout dat

username3โ €wish my mom and my bf were friends like this

username4โ €wish i had a bf who put this much effort into getting to know my fam damn

zendayaโ €THIS IS SO SWEET
ย  ย  ย โคท keilahdelilahโ €DON'T ENCOURAGE THIS
ย  ย  ย โคท zendayaโ €IT'S THE BEST
ย  ย  ย โคท keilahdelilahโ €NO

username5โ €ok but what's that glitter shit on harrison's face???
ย  ย  ย โคท keilahdelilahโ €i was practicing a makeup look on him this morning smh

username6โ €but like... imagine being this cool w your partner's parents... i wish

username7โ €missin' u kelly


























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๐“๐Ž ๐…๐€๐‚๐„๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ใ…ค ใ…คใ…ค ใ…คใ…ค !
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๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—‡๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€. . .

โจโ €keilah โ”€ harrisonโ €โฉ

"what?" keilah asks the second the call connects, brow raised. "you were literallyย just here."

shrugging, harrison smiles. "just wanted to see your pretty face again," he sighs, falling onto a couch.

humming, keilah glances away from her phone screen. "so guess what?" she says, an annoyed expression clouding her features.

this time it was harrison who raised a brow. "what?"

"remember how i spent most of today in a panic because my saved sims game got erased somehow, had someone in the dms tell me how to fix it, and then we thought everything was fine and dandy?" harrison nods, having an inkling as to where this was headed. "well, someone fuckin' lied because the game just crashed. i restarted it and the saved game is deleted again. i went through the same process to recover that bitch, but i think it's gone now. like for real gone."

harrison sits up. "what? i thought we fixed it?!"

"i fuckin' did too," she huffs, slamming her forehead on her computer keyboard. "ow."

"love, violence is not the answer," he says, chuckling at the middle finger she holds up.

keilah groans. "fuck me, man."

"when and where?"

"shut the fuck up."

laughing, harrison grins as he watches her on the screen. suddenly, a thought comes to mind.ย "after i left your house, i remembered something."

lifting her head, keilahย tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. in the pit of her chest, she knew what he was going to say. the moment he'd gotten to albany, she'd been praying he forgot their conversation from the other week. her confession was one that she never planned on ever telling him yet she did, and here she was. dreading this exact conversation.

"the other week..."ย yup. she was right. "you said yes when i asked if you wereย going to finally admit that we've been friends this whole time and that you also see this going somewhere further. you said yes and then wanted to pretend like you didn't say it. we agreed that we'd talk about it face-to-face, but we haven't yet."

pressing her lips together, keilah shrugs. "well, i don't recall that at all actually, soโ€”"

"no. no no no. you said this was something you'd like to talk about face-to-face,"ย harrison states, giving her a look. they both knew she was avoiding the subject.

she sighs deeply. "i know. i remember," she mutters.

"you're scared to talk about this..." he observes, brows drawing in. she avoids looking at the screen. "that's why you haven't brought it up. how come?"

keilah stares down at her lap. how honest did she want to be with harrison tonight? how real did she want to get with him?

this wasn't a matter of trust anymore because she trusted him. it was about confronting her past. a past she'd been hiding desperately from for months and ignoring by over-compensating and leaning into deflection and humor as coping mechanisms. she'd been suppressing all of it for so long that she was petrified to ever completely lower her walls with herself or anyone ever again.

squeezing her eyes shut, she ignores the panic bubbling in her stomach. "i like you, harrison," she chokes out, internally cringing at the fact that she was verbally expressing her feelings. his face softens. "a lot more than i probably should. look, i'm not good with this whole talking-about-your-emotionsย thing. it's really hard for..." her voice trails off as a notification pops up on her screen.

on the other end of the call, harrison sees her face drop. something was wrong. he sits up a bit straighter and stares at her for a second before asking hesitantly,ย "keils, what's wrong?"

a thin film of tears glosses over keilah's eyes and she swallows harshly. "i uh... i need to... i have to... i h-have to go. i'm sorry."



๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.

































็งใฏใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธ// ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
๐—๐—๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฌ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—๐—‚๐–ฟ๐—‚๐–ผ๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡!


โ˜พ. ยฐ. . ' , ยฐ . * .ยท. . โœง :. ยท.
๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐Ÿณ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต
{ย ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐Ÿณ identified asย ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—น๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑ }
๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—น๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑย ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝย ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต
โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ
๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ!
โœฌ * โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €หš โœถ



























็งใฏใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธ// ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ ๐ž
๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฌ ๐—๐–พ๐—‘๐—!


โคน *ยทหš ๐”๐๐Š๐๐Ž๐–๐ ๐๐”๐Œ๐๐„๐‘ โ‹†.เณƒเฟ”
โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ
๐–ณ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐Ÿซ:๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ ๐—‰.๐—†.


hey kelly ;)
miss me?

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โคน *ยทหš ๐๐€๐“๐‡๐€๐๐ˆ๐„๐‹ ๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐๐€๐‹๐ƒ โ‹†.เณƒเฟ”*
โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ
๐–ณ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐Ÿซ:๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฃ ๐—‰.๐—†.


charles bass
he's back.

block the number.

charles bass
i did

don't unblock it.

charles bass
don't plan on it

luca and i are otw home now
keep all the doors locked!

charles bass
done
i'd say he wouldn't dare to break
his restraining order but we both
know better

it's been over five months,
so he's out or has been out for
a while now

charles bass
well... time to buy a plane ticket,
change my name, flee the country,
fully learn french, and never come
back

good lord

charles bass
listen, it's memes or crying and i
don't feel like having a breakdown
and then a breakout because i always
get pimples after i cry so memes it is






























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ย  ย  ย hey everyone!! i hope you all enjoyed the eighteenth chapter!

ย  ย  ย yes, this isย a back-to-back update. WE'RE BACK BABY!!!!!ย anddddd we have officiallyย entered the first major arc of this book!!!!

ย  ย  ย i love this storyline so much and am so glad that after a year of planning it that it is finally published and beginning!ย very excited for you all to see what's in store for keilah.

ย  ย  ย ๐…๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐ƒ๐‹๐˜ ๐‘๐„๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘: thank you all for taking the time out of your days to comment on this story. it means a lot and helps the story be spread to a wider audience &&& gives me the opportunity to grow as an author. all i ask is that people vote on each chapter, please. as a creator, it takes time to write and develop stories. especially social media-based ones because there's so much to take into consideration and the amount of time i've dedicated to finding graphics, screenshotting everything siena mirabella (and other characters) posts, making graphics, etc., is ridiculous. so please, vote on every chapter. it means a lot more than i could ever express.

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