Only You
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  • Reads 7,145
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 29m
Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2017
Mature
Summer of 1975,

His name was prince, no literally prince. He's my best friend who I also have a crush on, it's just a shame that he doesn't like me back.

I tried everything just to distract my racing thoughts about every single mesmerising feature that he entailed; his eyes, his laugh, his sense of humour. Damnit every part of him was perfect and I couldn't get over it.
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