Broken Heart, Not Wings

Broken Heart, Not Wings

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"I'm alone." I whispered as I closed my eyes. I could feel the comfort of his hand, piercing my lower arm. "No. Not anymore. Not ever. I.. I love you. I have since the very beginning Celeste. And I've never stopped. Not once. No matter how many times I fought myself to." He professed in a panting, but stern voice. I popped my eyes open and stared at him with admiration and shock. He.. Loves?.. Me? The minute I opened my mouth to reply, he strongly attached our lips and kissed me with assurance and love. Love I haven't felt in a long, long time. Do I? Love him back? I think.. No, I know. That I.. I.. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Beautifully sweet Celeste has a past that caused her to be left alone physically, and at heart. Her best friend is the only one who manages to lift her permanent frown into a true smile, but how long does it take for her to notice that his 'friendly' love, is much more than he lets on to be? And what about the bad boy who has a weird and sudden interest in her? Plus there's also his super cute friend.. What's a broken 17 year old girl to do when all of a sudden 3 boys are trying to get the love that she hasn't been able to offer for years?
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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