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Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate! :)
As promised I'm back with HIL today! I'm sorry if I got too late, but I hope each and everyone of you enjoyed the festival to the fullest :)
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Chapter 1 - Pilot : Introducing Stephanie Jones!!
"Why did you do that? What the hell were you thinking?" He asked, completely enraged by this point. He paced in front of me running his hands through his hair in irritation.
"Why do you care?" I scoffed, crossing my arms.
"Why do I care?" He asked incredulously, his hand still in his hair and he tucked harder at the roots when I just raised an eyebrow at him, shrugging.
"Because I'm in love with you dammit! And it's hurts. God it hurts so bad that you don't feel the same way. But -" He cut off because the next second I had thrown myself at him, my arms wrapping around his neck so tightly, I might have as well choked him.
But oh, who cared.
I held him tight and buried my face in his neck crying uncontrollably. I didn't even know I was shaking until he held my waist to keep me steady. "You silly silly silly boy." I muttered against him.
"What?" He asked and I leaned back enough to look at him. He had this confused look where he scrunches up his nose and frowns and which I love oh so much. I gave him a watery smile.
"I love you too stupid!" I exclaimed, laughing and shaking my head when his eyes widened, like he couldn't believe what I was saying.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yep." I said popping the 'p'.
"Oh God." He groaned and looked towards the night sky, probably to hold back the tears I was sure had formed in his eyes, before wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug and burying his face in my neck.
"I love you." I whispered against him, closing my eyes, my heart filling up with so much joy, I could burst.
"I love you so much more." He whispered back.
The end.
I sighed, closing my eyes and hugging the book to my chest, trying to soak up the literature via osmosis.
Ah, Love.
I didn't know what it meant. I didn't know how it felt to be in love. I didn't know how it felt to be looked at by someone like I was their world. I didn't know anything. All I knew was it was supposed to be the best feeling in the world. It was supposed to be something that brought happiness like nothing else ever could. Being in love was supposed to be some outworldly experience. Love was the purest emotion out there that brought nothing but pure bliss.
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