I told Lisa what had been written on the note and sure enough she had tears in her eyes too.

"Oh Camry! You need to write to him now!" She told me, covering her mouth lightly with a sad expression on her face.

"I will." I told her firmly. For some weird reason, I felt attached to the 'seventeen year old boy who hates his therapist' more than I have felt for anyone in my life.

After coming home from a tiring day of school I grab a sticky note from my desk, snatch a pen from the kitchen counter and begin to write.

To the seventeen year old boy who hates his therapist,

Uh...I don't really know how to start this note...but...you are a brave soul. 

A very brave one indeed. 

I wouldn't know what to do if I realised my parents and sister were in a car crash. I may hate them with all my heart however having a family member hurt is a thing you can never get over.-I have my fair share of family drama too XD

You are very brave.

I hope you are willing to share the rest of your story.

Gah, I feel so serious, I'm never this serious BTW.

From,

A girl who hates love.

P.S: I'm going to call you 'therapist hater' from now on, the other name is too long:)

I stopped writing after that sentence and safely tucked the note into my notebook, wondering why my heart was aching for a boy I've never even met.

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Hey my lovelies!

How has your day/night been? I hope it was good!

Half of term 1 is over! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter and love you all:)

Dedicated to @JA07Winter for the votes and comments! LOVE YOU!

Love,

Pukuls