You might call me a freak and creep for this title but I must tell you about those hands my dear crush has sooo
"Max,Max leblanc nice to meet ya"
"I see your Australian,good well at least I have a different friend"
"???"
"Oh I'm sorry,it's because I'm British"
"British" that word that matches his emerald eyes and rosy sweet lips 40mins later I was at my locker when a familiar voice came up to me "hey!gay freak!" Oh no it was Marseille a pretty but cruel living being "how dare you approach my boyfriend"
"What,what are talking about bitch!?"
"About the principal's son Jonathan underbridge ugh your so stupid oh I forgot it's because your gay!!!" Those words hurt me has i was about to respond a voice responded instead and said
"Leave him alone marseille morgen and plus I would never date you because of that rudeness and ugly fashion sense" it was Jonathan my British prince and saviour. "But...babe..." ha! Their She go's that made her shut up! But suddenly I felt warm and soft hands taking my cheeks and a soft paire of lips on my forehead "what!?"
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My little British boy (discontinued, might remake one day)
RomanceMax is a 14 year old boy who never felt love (and i mean never)till one day the day were he met the guy who will change his life.but something is stopping him of reaching that handsome British and proper boy. Read to find out!😏 This story was writt...
