HEY, GUYS!
I'm sorry If I took too long. I had a lot in mind and I was pretty busy.
Anyways, I hope YOU will enjoy this chappy.<3
I figured I should give you guys an opening poem, since you people deserve more effort.
I LOVE YOU.<3 Like so, so, so, so, so, sooooooooooo much. Seriously.
Lots of love xx,
Amanda
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T'is not love when it is kept secret,
But it is merely another plan to break one's heart,
To crush your soul,
Not to have you, nor to hold.
Purely physical, nothing else further,
He won't likely fall for you, but for the other,
When will you be sick of this?
When will you be tired?
Tell me, or else you'll be thrown into the fire.
T'was a turn of events,
I was once the one whom no one would test,
Now, t'is I who's suffering,
To you, my heart is calling,
None other, but you, my love,
None! None else, but you!
Your love is everything in the world to me,
Everything, everything, but the truth.
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Note: This chapter is unedited.
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Justin's P.O.V.
Dammit! I hate this girl. Why did she have to be my cousin?!
First, she barged in my house without giving me a heads-up.
Second, she insisted on staying here with me for a week.
Third, she entered my room without knocking and managed to interrupt Brenna and I.
And lastly, she will now be part of the secret. She's not a person who should be trusted with these kinds of things! She's one heck of a gossiper.
For shit's sake, what have I done to deserve this?
Oh, right. I fucked with my bestfriend's heart.
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I laced my fingers around hers, knowing that she probably has butterflies in her stomach right now. She tightened her hand around mine as we walked down the stairs. Geez, why is this so nerve-wrecking? She's only meeting Angelique.
Angelique. Angelique, the French creep. She didn't only ruin my life, but managed to snoop into it as well. Great. Just fucking great.
"A-are you sure about this?" Brenna asked nervously.
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Flirtationship
Teen FictionFlirtationship; more than friendship, less than a relationship. "Justin, I love you," Brenna blurted out. He looked at her with furrowed eyebrows and sighed. "You can't." Tears started falling down her soft, moist cheeks, "B-but why can't I? I can d...