You throw yourself across your bed and replay the nights events in your head. But for some strange reason you didn't feel fear like you should have. The only thing that you could think of, that was making your heart beat faster, was Tristan.
You knew about his history, everyone did, and you knew that he had slept with every girl that had an ass and a good pair of boobs within a 10 mile radius. So why the hell was he the only thing you could think about when you closed eyes him!
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Your phone buzzed from the other side of the room so you dragged yourself up off your bed to get it. It was a text from an unsaved number saying, "I hope you're alright. Try to forget about that asshole. And I know you likely think the worst of me, but I promise you I'm not all bad. I hope to see you soon -Tris x"
Your lost your breath for a second and then replied "Hi, Starbucks at 3pm tomorrow?" You didn't want to sound desperate but you did owe him and if truth be told, you really wanted to meet him too. "Great. I'll pick you up. Goodnight x"
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Dangerous Evans (Imagine Version)
FanfictionWhat do you do when the guy you know you should stay away from, offers you something that will either be the best or worst decision of your life?
