Ashley's pov;
"Cocktail please" I say sweetly, leaning forward on my tip toes to look at what was there.
He gave me a look.
A sarcastic 'duh' look.
I have him a 'what?' Look.
He 'replayed' with a smirk.
"What drink would you like Ashely?
A bit more spefic then 'cocktail'."
I twiddle my thumbs.
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Bitter sweet love
Ficção AdolescenteAshely, with all her might, can not help her intense feelings for her own boy best friend. After he kissed her, and told his feelings for her, she can not control these new feelings towards her friend, She always though as him as a friend, but he w...
