Chapter four

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Zane Hendricks

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Zane Hendricks

I can’t seem to get my mind off that girl. The way she spoke, the way she smiled, the sound of her laugh. I’ve never felt like this before. It’s a weird feeling that I can’t seem to place. But it’s something that makes my face do something I’ve never done before. Smile. 

With my ex-girlfriend, Winter, I’ve never felt this way. Nothing at all like this. I’ve never even just as much as smiled at her. She and I only ever fucked. We went out to dinner once in our two-year relationship and let me tell you that I hated that blondie. At first, I saw her with her friends at a bar when it was thanksgiving and I found her to be a very beautiful girl that I wanted to get my hands and mouth on. She was wearing a silky green dress that was a few inches above her knees, blonde hair curled perfectly, her grey eyes even more beautiful in the lighting, and when she looked at me, she whispered to her friends and then came towards me. Then we went and fucked outside in an empty sidewalk.

Since then, we’ve been together even though I didn’t want to be in a relationship. But now she’s a druggy and she blames it on me because I ended the relationship. But I was never bothered. But now, I’ve got my eyes on one girl. One who's a special one. That I know. Ever since I saw how she spoke to Martin, I knew, I wanted her to be mine. And so now, I’m making it my mission to make her want me, love me, and for her to say I’m hers too.

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A/N: As you guys could see, i had no idea what to write for his POV since...idk its just hard to write his pov, but ive been thinking alot of how i could make it more fun and interesting. But unfortunately this one still has to stay suckish...and small so I'll give you guys another chapter, a better one too to make up for this one. (I also dont know why the board isn't showing to you readers)

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