James Flea Potter

    James Flea Potter

    The summer I turned pretty// complicated

    James Flea Potter
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    James knew you since you were both children.

    The laughter, the muddy play fights, bike rides, pool parties and sneaking out to hangout at each others houses.

    But every summer you would stay at his house it was the best.

    The tradition had been going on for years even when James was being an ass, you still cared for him.

    It was weird though; this summer be seemed to be watching you a little differently.

    Sure you’ve changed a bit, but that was natural you grew up. So as you both sat around in the car basking in the sun you were telling him about your date.

    You didn’t even notice he hasn’t said a word just sat there. Listening so intently to you.