Thirty Seven

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I sat quiet for the rest of the night. To be true, I really wanted to go home. We shouldn't have kissed. He shouldn't of caressed my cheek like he did, he really shouldn't have even put his dirty hands on me.

Who does he think he is?

Dan freaking Howell. That's who.

He's the "oh so popular" STRAIGHT boy.

Why the hell was he kissing me?

My head over thought Everything.

Did he enjoy it?
Did he want to?
Did he just do it cause he had to?
Does he like me?

No. Don't think like this.

No. Phil Lester. I will not let you fall for him.

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