Games Are Games.

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A few weeks passed by.  We pretended like we were going out. Holding hands, hugging, and cheek kisses and that entire sort. People had actually believed we were in love. At this point to be quite honest, even I thought we were in love. Well I am definitely not going to let him win. I need a win.  I mean I actually want to see him crack. See if the asshole inside him will ever go away. I can kind of see it going away. Whenever I kiss his cheek he lightens up a bit. Whenever I hold his hand he smiles. Maybe if I just show some of my emotion he will just let out all of his. You know I was told he loves winning at games or people's hearts. There is this one guy that is my best friend. His name is Michael Clifford. He is absolutely wonderful. He flirts with me all the time. I think I should flirt back just to see Ashton get jealous. I love when boys get jealous. They make that cute, yet really stupid face. I hope Ashton is just like that. I mean not like he doesn't have a cute face already but you know what I mean.

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