It wasn't fucking. It wasn't a prank or joke or anything. It was real. Just one simple kiss. He didn't try to unclothe me, and we didn't try to swallow each other whole. People actually change. We didn't scream at each other, or cry, or try to murder each other. Maybe it is him.
As I approached my cabin, voices could be heard. Through the dim light, I make out Amy and Niall's silhouettes. They appeared to be arguing about something.
"End it." And with that, Amy stormed off back into the cabin.
"Niall?" He turned to me, surprised, and for a second, a twinge of guilt and worry flashed in his eyes. "What's going on?" He rushed to me, leading me away from my cabin.
"Nothing. Nothing is wrong Bambi." He assured me.
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Carmel Crest» n.h. | Discontinued
ФанфикRules might not be the only things getting laid. // est. November 28th, 2015
