The Muse

The Muse

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"What do you want?" My voice barely a whisper as I searched his intense eyes. He circled around me, making me feel naked before his eyes. I felt him stop behind me as his lips grazed my neck. "I want a masterpiece."
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I never thought I'll say this but I'm beginning to fall in love with the most badass guy in school. "You pricked on my ego Carly,you were the first girl to ever scold me,to ever shout at me and make me feel less of my self " ," when have I ever make you feel less of your self Bel ? you were the one always picking on ,got one or two things to say about me " I yelled back . I know Bel was just playing his usual game ,his belarmy Blake after all, always after every thing in skirt. " I love you " I heard him say and I froze in my spot,I turn around with excruciating slowness to see the unbreakable belarmy Blake biting down on his lip and ruffling his hair nervously, avoiding my gaze he said again " I love you " my mouth hung open in disbelief.

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