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Kourtneys P.o.v.

He looked puzzeled. I wasn't sure how I was going to explain this to him without him going off and telling everyone.
"What is it?" He said has if he was reading my mind. "I want to know I won't judge."
Brandon grabbed my hand pulling me to sit next to him on the ground.
A tear ran down my cheek. He wiped it away. He put his arm around me. "I love you-"
"You don't even know my name." I said quickly, moving his arm off my shoulder.
" My name is Allison Blake. I'm a dancer , now I'm a cheerleader. The national championship team's caption actually, I'm on magazines, fans ask for my autograph all the time, and my life was a mess so I died my hair , changed my name , and moved away. Just disappering off the face of earth." 
He stared at me in pure shock.
He got up, pulling me to my feet too. He kissed me. 
Holding me close he pulled away. "I love you no matter who you are, because what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't all ready know this." 
I looked at him puzzeled. 
"Abby told me who you were, and how you were lying. When I broke up with her, Ally, It's okay." 
I cried letting all these tears out. 
I stood there for a second .
A few black vans appered out of no where. People with big camaras jumped out of the vans. I ran grabbing Brandon by the hand. I ran to my truck, opening the driver door ( which was unlocked)
"Get in the car Brandon!" I screamed over the people asking who he was, and what he was.
I got in the car turned in on, and speed out of the parking lot.
"Where are we going?" Brandon asked. 
" To you're house to get you clothes and then we're leaving this town."

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