47: No Song

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Blake's POV (People suggest songs for my book. I ran out of songs. 😂)

Noah and I walked back from outside to hear moans. Lots of them. Noah looked at me, smirking.

I just bit my lip. I grabbed his hand and we ran to his room.

(Short, but yeah. Please message me to tell me if you have requests. I don't want you to put them in the comments, because then everyone will see them.)

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