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Conor
To watch Leah walk away, with the one person I hated most, smashed my heart into smithereens.
Brittany snakes her arm around my waist.
''Everything you had is everything you lost'' She whispered. I diverted my gaze, to her.
''No'' I said, and ran to catch up with Leah who had gone quite the distance. I spun her around and crashed my lips into hers. She struggled at first, pounding her fists into my chest. She suddenly began to kiss me back, her fingers dancing through my hair, her body melting into her arms. She pulled away slightly.
Leah
why was I doing this? I complained about Conor, but I was just was bad.
But why did I need this so bad?
What was wrong with me?
fuck. Fuck!
I'm a mess, a fucking mess. It's like I sign myself up for this shit.
But its all so perfect.
I needed this.
I will continue to convince myself I need this.
Maybe till it becomes the death of me.
This guy is poison.
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A Million Crushes
Teen FictionMy name is Leah. Since you're practically stalking me now, I shall enlighten you on the current dramas that plague my existence. Please, by all means, jump on the bipolar, hormonal, depression train. Enjoy the ride.
