I hate this guy.
But I fucking love him.
The glare that he gives.
The way his fingers would be in me.
"Stop looking at me." I say. I look at him across the table.
"Why?"
I roll my eyes and look else were.
"I can't stop looking at you."
"Stop." I get out of my seat, and he follows grabbing me by my arm.
"Where're you going?" He glares into my eyes.
I could tell.
He was eye fucking me.
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Fanfiction{+18} + short tiny stories i turned this old series into a new one with a new member