This position had me stumped. Firstly, how did I get here? Secondly, how the hell did I really get here? And thirdly, how the freakin' hell did I get here?
He was smirking away. Man, I just wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. His stupid face.
He held onto me tightly, his arms around my waist. Where his skin touched mine, I felt sparks. Okay, so something was definitely happening here. His lips were still curled into that stupid smirk that I've seen since day one. Oh, day one. The day I danced with him. Thanks, mom. Now you made me have a stalker who I am insanely attracted too. Whoops, did I just say that?
"Isn't this just exciting?" Exciting? More like frustrating. He had a smug look on his face. Why was he so smug? To wipe it off his face, I leant down and placed my lips on his. That ought to do it.
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The Mystery Man | completed
Short Story"What happened? Are you okay?" "It was weird, it was as if I was dancing with Lucifer himself." ~ In which a girl believes she has met Lucifer, the Devil. --- COVER CREDIT: peakybooo (give her some love, she's honestly an amazing person) Highest ran...
