Perfectly Imperfect
Chapter 54
 
"Hey there, Max," I smiled up at him.
"I heard some yelling.  Everything okay?"  He sat down next to me on my bed.
"Yeah, just my past calling," I sighed.
"And what did you tell your past?"  He played with my hair.
"I hung up on it," I chuckled.
"Good job!"  He applauded.
"Why thank you," I bowed, "I try."
"I know you do," He kissed me.
"I love you."
"I love you more," He kissed me again.
"That isn't possible."
"Sure it is, you're perfect," Max smiled at me.
"I am FAR from perfect!"  I laughed at him.
"Eh, you're right.  You being perfect would be too boring.  You're BETTER than perfect," He smirked.
"How is that possible?"  I laughed again.
"You're better than perefect because," He smiled, "You, Taylor Jessica Laurence, are

Perfectly Imperfect."

The End♥

So what am I writing next, guys?
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