I love him

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Jordan played hard to get back into my good graces...He was friendly funny and acting all cute

And I still swear on my father's grave that he keeps winking at me.

But as of lately my strong feelings for him where diminishing like salt slowly dissolving in a cup of ice water

My heart didn't beat anymore
I gave him less attention
He basically irritated me now.

"Oh typical you Michael one minute you are like I found the love of my life I love him I can't stop thinking about him and than the next you don't love him anymore" spat lesondo, my stepsister, imitating me.

"Well what am I suppose to do huh I fell out of love" I defended myself low key hurt

"Bitch love is something strong something not to be toyed with and you my dear can't differentiate between love and lust"

"Whatever...so I'm guessing it's love that had you open your legs for a broke guy to bust a baby in you huh"

I took it too far and I felt bad but only for a few moment

She started it.

I barged into the locker room that morning and all the love I had for Jordan came flooding back like a heavy hurricane

He was shirtless changing into his work shirt and I got into a trance his muscles his defined abs with a puggy tummy from all the junk food he's been on lately I could stare all day at his pure light body, God I imagined myself leaving a million hickeys after a night of passionate fucking.

"Morning Michael" he smiled and my reply was a cough.

I'm in love again.

I'm in lust again