Rivals
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Last published Sat, Dec 30, 2017
"Go on a date with me?" he whispered into my ear, his breath warming me with every word he spoke.
"As if I would," I looked down and shook my head. "We're supposed to be enemies, remember? Rivals."
"No one has to know," he used his index finger to tilt my head up to look into his hazel brown eyes.
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However, little did Lani know, Zayn was her rival in more ways than one.
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