"Have you ever had that one...feeling? That 'feely' feeling where you have total butterflies in your stomach?" I asked him from the passenger seat.
"Uh. I don't know. You mean when you wanna bang someone really badly? But in an emotional way?"
"Yes! Exactly!" I jumped up in my seat. "I don't have that feeling at all right now because I hate you."
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Teen Fiction"I'm such a mess." I whispered with my hand pressed to my forehead. "Your defiantly a mess." I looked up at him with sadness. "But your the best kind of mess."
