What the he'll was wrong with me I wasn't thinking straight. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" I push away from him, "You come here after 6 years and plant a fucking kiss on me!" I walk away from him slightly pushing his shoulder everyone in the office was staring at up. I didn't know why he would come here thinking I would just jump into him arms, even though I kind of did. How did you know I worked here? I thought this was over, I guess not. I go to my desk and grab my purse, Lunch hour was going to be early today. I walk towards the door and I here him call my name.
"Carly wait! Please!" he catches up to me.
"Wen I really don't want to see you right now." I try to open my car door only for him to slam it closed.
"Have a cup of coffee with me." He pleads, "I just want to talk, nothing else."
I hesitate. "Ok a cup of coffee. That's it, ok?" He nods, "Can I go now?"
He takes his hand off my car door and I quickly get in and leave.
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The Bad Girl and The Good Boy
Teen FictionCarter is your usually left-handed rebel who is stubborn and doesn't care what you think of her Wen is you typical left-handed goody-goody who got the straight a's and was always shy in the back of the class room When the meet its like they change p...
