Ten things i hate about you

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Never stop dreaming, because then sleep would be boring.

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                  Kayla's POV
As I sat in my trailer I got into my comfy clothes and tied my hair into a messy top knot. I could feel my stomach start to churn as I became nervous about going back to Tanner's trailer as last time was a bit intense, not saying it didn't feel great, but I just don't want to jeopardize what we have already. Her is such a great person, kind of heart with the sole of a 10-year-old. He makes me feel so great, and if anything was to get in the way of that I would not e able to function. Pathetic right? But he truly has something over me.

As I go to my fridge, I decide that I might take some snacks over to his trailer

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As I go to my fridge, I decide that I might take some snacks over to his trailer. I decided to take reses cups cause why not? They were the only things I had left in my trailer since like 2 days ago Addy raided it when I was asleep.

I manage to make my way over to his trailer, which made the nerve increase in my stomach butterflies tenfold. I walk up the stairs and just as I am about to knock on the door it swings open, scaring the crap out of me, which led to me falling backwards. My life flashed before my eyes as I slowly began to fall backwards.

Before I knew it there was a long muscly arm wrapped around my torse, pulling towards the insides of the trailer.

Thud

I collapse on top of a hard warm body. Hearts beating louder than a drum as our breaths were shaky and uneven. I slowly lifted my head, trailing my eyes up the chest of my savior. Before I could meet his eyes I could feel a set of hands slightly shaking on my lower back as they are wrapped around me protectively. Finally I manage to lift my eyes to meet green, the safest green eyes I have ever seen.

"Tanner," I let out in a light headed breath.

I notice that I am pressed against his bare chest with gives me the biggest feeling of DeJa'Vu.

"falling for me?" he saying letting out an airy laugh.

I cant answer, so all I do is smile and raise an eyebrow.

"Hurtful," he states, looking at me with a small smile.

Still out of breath and heart racing a mile an hour, I lower my head back down onto his chest letting out a huge sigh. I feel his stomach vibrate as he lets out a small chuck, gently loosening his grip to lay his hand on my hips.

"you gonna say thanks," he asks in a humorous way.

"well seeing that you were the reason we were in this position," I say slapping him on his bare skin chest.

I still notice that he hasn't lifted his hands.

"Tanner? Hands?" I ask.

"right, sorry," he says with a sound that I don't quite understand. It sounds sort of guilty plus sad and a bit embarrassed.

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