You Don't Own Me

You Don't Own Me

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He didn't say anything, just smiled. His eyes told another story. Anger, love, and pain drowning in an ocean of green. His gaze dropped to the ground, his lips parting as though searching for words. I lifted pressed my finger to his lips. "Goodbye Carter." I said softly. My words were almost silent, but felt like a knife to my own heart. A slash of reality. I raised my eyes to meet his. "Goodbye." He whispered. _________________________________ 19 year-old Olive Davies grew up in a world where she had to work for everything. However, when a tragic accident leaves her alone, she packs up and leaves, promising herself never to grow attached again. Carter Davenport, on the other hand, has everything handed to him on a silver platter. Everything except the girl he fell in love with all those years ago. Running to another city seems the only way for them to escape their former lives. However, the last thing either of them expect to find, is each other. Will he be able to break down the wall that for so long Olive has built up? And will she be the girl to finally crack him? _______________________________ WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS HIGH RISK OF CHARACTER CRUSHES DEVELOPING, AND A VERY POSSIBLE READING ADDICTION.
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

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