I.
He tries to calm down as he holds up her passed out body, his face burning with shame. He should have known that what he did was wrong, even if she initiated it. She was drunk, for fuck's sake; she wasn't in the proper state to differentiate what's right from wrong--and what happened moments ago, them kissing, it was obviously the latter.
But he couldn't really deny that feeling her lips against his was pleasant.
II.
She gapes at him as she felt his lips part with her neck. Slowly raising her hand to the throbbing body part, she fights to keep the blush at bay.
This wasn't the guy that she fancies.
This was the guy who was supposed to be gay.
But apparently, he's not.
III.
He frowns at what he sees, her loved up with her supposed ex. He tries to fight the urge to punch the guy's face. The guy who fucking tore her heart into pieces and laughed while doing so; except, he lost against it, the primal urge, and before he knew it, she was staring at him in shock while the other guy tried to keep his nose from bleeding.
He deserved it anyways.
The fucking douchebag.
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Basically, three love stories that are intertwined with each other, that also includes angst, comedy, and a whirlwind of other things, mainly drama.
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Teen Fiction(I.) A guy whose crush thinks he's dating his best friend, who also has a rival. (II.) A girl who has a lady boner for a certain friend of hers (who is completely smitten with their mutual friend) and a homosexual guy. (III.) A guy who's in love wit...
