Chapter 6

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Warm arms wrap around my waist, pulling me above the water. My eyes fling open as I search for the culprit.

"Louis fucking Tomlinson! You're so dead!" Quickly, I pulled myself onto the concrete and stalked towards the idiot who pushed me in. With every taunting step I took forward, he cowered back. In the background I could hear the boys' faint laughter as they witnessed my aggressive side.

He's so done.

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