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___________________She sits and daydreams about a future in which she is in a relationship with someone who deeply loves her. She deeply loves her partner back. They know each other better than anyone else. They take care of each other. They listen to each other. They comfort each other. They always respect each other even when they disagree.
She smiles at the thought of this type of relationship, one that will last till they both meet the end of their lives.
One day, a person comes along, but this person hardly knows the girl. They've only hung out a few times. The girl finds this person funny and fun to be around. However, she doesn't know anything about them really, but she can see them becoming good friends, or so she thought.
The person after a month or so, starts acting different towards the girl. The person sits closer to the girl than before. The person is causally more flirty. The person is more handsy.
The girl is confused because she doesn't know if she likes it or not. After all, the girl had only hung around this person a few times. The girl plays with the idea of maybe liking this person more than a friend.
One day, the person suddenly becomes very straight forward with the girl, making lots of sexual comments at the girl. The girl feels uncomfortable and she realizes she isn't ready for any sort of sexual relationship with this person as she still hardly knows them and she doesn't take sex lightly. She doesn't take anything physical lightly.
The girl repeatedly turns down the person, praying it was all a big sick joke to the person and they didn't mean the things they said.
The girl comes to the realization, this person is only interested in her for her body- a romance has never crossed this persons mind. The proof is in the several different contacts in their phone of their "boy toys". The girl suddenly felt like just a number to this person.
Stupidly, the girl invites this person out with a few others. All night the person seems very set on kissing the girl, but the girl doesn't show any interest back.
Later on into the night, one of the girls immature friends says to the girl. "I want to see y'all kiss since obviously they want to kiss you."
The girl looks at her friend confused and then turns her head to the person walking over. Before the girl can process what's happening, her face is grabbed and a kiss is planted on her lips.
The kiss- it was rushed, it was empty, there was no racing heart or and excited tummy. There was no dizzy head from overwhelming joy. The kiss felt stolen. It was stolen.This girl, who has only ever kissed those she dated and felt deeply for, had a kiss stolen.
And there's nothing that can she can do to get the kiss back.
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The Crackhead Chronicles Of The Six Strange Swans
FanfictionTitle was too long lol: The Crackhead Chronicles of the Six Strange Swans: A Cimorelli One Shot Collection (And other random shorts) Just a whole lotta randomness and crackhead energy 😎