Your all going to so hate me.
So there’s this girl, our heroine lets call her Amelia, she meets her princess, lets call her Sara. It’s sort of doomed and all messed up from the start ( aren’t all the best love stories) because although Sara is so obvs falling, she’s very very confused ( as an aside, she never seemed that confused when…y’know… But I digress) anyway they get to have a few months of happy, then Sara goes to Uni, LDR…never really works, long story short it all falls apart ( mostly it turns out because Sara can’t keep her hands to herself what did I say about confused?)
Any ways, they go there separate ways, there’s a bit of trying to make it work, a bit of fallout sex, lots of recriminations, lots of shouty phone calls… You know the sort of thing. Then it’s quiet….too quiet. Our heroine tries to move on, her princess finds new happyness… But deep down they sort of move around each other like a bit of a whirlpool… It’s almost inevitable really….
How in the world did I end up being “the bit on the side”