Take It Slow, Romeo

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Hi, it's Mazy here :) Well this is the prologue for this book but just wanted to leave a quick message before beginning! Take It Slow, Romeo in my opinion would lead towards the genre of romance and humour but has been classified under Short Story.

This book will most definitely have many grammatical errors and incorrect spellings but I rather complete a few chapters then in my free time edit through it. 

Lengths of chapters may vary but I usually write a little too much and get carried away, so I am going to try working on that x

I'm sadly that kind of writer who doesn't really update in a regular pattern, just here and there when I have time. With my previous books (which may I add are still not complete), I had difficulty with writing because my pacing was really off. However with this book, I hope and intend to update quite quicker, depending on the amount of reads I receive :)

But please don't hold me on that because I am pretty busy with my studies -_-

Anyways, I hope you like this book and writing is something I do when I'm bored so sorry if it isn't your type of book or if it seems a little cliche but I will try my hardest to make it enjoyable for readers <3

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'--Romeo and Juliet killed each other for their love for one another, so please tell me- why can't you fucking answer my calls?"

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Dear readers,

My mother used to tell me that a girl would never believe she's beautiful until a guy comes along and makes her feel like she is. 

First time I told a girl she's beautiful, she spat in my face.

My father told me when a girl truly loves you will usually be angry at you for many things but will never leave you. 

I accidentally told this girl I liked in my freshman years that she had a laugh like a hyena, so she stopped talking to me. And then she took all her belongings from the locker we shared and left me a death note.

My sister once told me that if you think she's the right one, then you should be comfortable to do anything around her and not hold back. 

So, then I farted in my ex girlfriends presence, and she tried to run me over with her dads truck. 

My friend once told me that when you begin to have feelings towards a girl, you end up with little butterflies in your stomach. 

I thought I liked this 40 year old lunch lady when I felt something in my stomach that day. Turns out, I actually ate something bad and had diarrhoea for a week. 

Long story short, I never had good luck with love. Not that I really tried much. 

Everything came easy to me. Expect relationships. 

Until a certain red lipped demon came my way. 

She is at once both the silence and confusion of my heart. 

There was an untamed force between us, and when we couldn't control it, all but love destroyed us. When we tried to understand it, we were left lost. 

At first I didn't know if I liked her. Loved her. Needed her. Wanted her. 

But soon I realised that what I loved most was that feeling I had whenever I was near her. 

And that's what scared me.

Yours Sincerely, Doulton Cartilo♛