Just A Girl

♡1♡Kiss♡Me♡Hard♡Before♡You♡Go♡

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♡1♡Kiss♡Me♡Hard♡Before♡You♡Go♡

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*Rewind approximately 5 years ago, when they were 12*

"May I have this dance?" I said to her. She was dressed in a beautiful, white dress with fabricated sequins and rhinestones sewn on the rim of the bodice. She blushed and shyly nodded.

"You look gorgeous." I whispered, only so she could hear. Her blush deepened.

Truth be told, I had my eye on her for awhile. Every time she walked past, I would say hello and she would meekly reply back. Of course, my girlfriend didn't know about her. If she ever found out, the poor girl would have been buried six feet under by now.

As my hands held her hands, I began to feel nervous. No girl had ever made me feel this way before. Her palms felt like they were made of the softest silk and fit perfectly in mine.

I gently spun her around in a circle as the song finished. Perfect timing. She waved a goodbye before going towards her circle of friends. She didn't even hesitate a glance back. I stared at her in awe. She truly was angelic.

"Damien," Gess (pronounced like Jess) whined, snapping me out of my trance.

"What?" I asked her.

"The slow songs are about to come on." She said, looking at me. I stared back at her.

"And?"

"Aren't you going to ask me to dance?" She rolled her eyes.

"I shouldn't need to ask, baby." I grinned and winked at her. Her hands gently rest along my shoulders and my hands hugged her waist. Ed Sheeran blasted out of the speakers and Afire Love began to play. Everything felt perfect, but with the wrong girl.

My eyes lingered off of Gess and towards that girl. She was being dragged along by her friend probably to go outside. I decided to tap her shoulder. Gess looked at the same time as she looked and she looked away, as if brushing it off of her. That part hurt.

"Who is she?" Gess complained.

"No one." I told her and I was right. If I was no one to her, why should she be someone to me? My heart tugged at that thought.

"Well she definitely didn't look like a no one to you." Gess snickered. Jealousy was getting in the way again.

"Trust me." I said and let go of her.

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Gess and I broke up a couple of months after that. I didn't bother to fix things between us because Gess was Gess and she would always find something to complain about. Instead, I built up the 'player' status and dumped a lot of girls after each month to forget about her. And for four years, I did forget about her. I thought about other women and trying to get my soccer scholarship. That was until my mum gave me ground breaking news...

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