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BOYFRIEND PLUS

BOYFRIEND PLUS

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Highest Rank: #92 in Short Story (2/12/17) ✨ C O M P L E T E D ✨ Some people meet in the most predictable ways, mutual friends, blind dates, the classic "we were in the same coffee shop" type, you know. But not Elina and Andy. Their story didn't start with soft background music and stolen glances across a crowded room. It started at a loud, chaotic motorcycle convention, where the air smelled like gasoline, leather, and the kind of excitement that makes your heart race for no reason at all. And just like that, their worlds collided. It wasn't love at first sight. It wasn't the kind of moment you see in movies where everything fades into slow motion. No, this was different. It was a challenge, a game, a spark of curiosity that neither of them saw coming. Elina wasn't the type to fall for cocky grins and smooth lines, and Andy? Well, he wasn't the type to be thrown off by a girl who didn't fall for his charm immediately. But somehow, they just clicked. Not because they were "meant to be" in the traditional sense, but because something about them just made sense. They weren't each other's "type." Hell, they didn't even believe in types. But they believed in energy. In connection. In that unexplainable pull toward someone who just gets you, even when they shouldn't. There was no logic to it. No plan. No expectations. Just two people who met, who vibed, and who couldn't stop thinking about each other after that day. Because sometimes, the best stories aren't written in fate's grand design. Sometimes, they happen when you least expect them, messy, unplanned, and impossible to ignore.
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"Loving you is exhausting and hard. Give me a freaking break." he said. "Then why are you still here?", she whispered with a pale and trembling voice, holding back the tears that were willing to fall down her cheeks. Laura never wanted to fall in love with someone she couldn't touch - someone who only existed behind a screen, a voice borne by time zones and poor connections. But Evan made distance seem hazardous. He made every silence burn. "You could've stopped talking to me." she said to him once. "I tried," he said. "You just wouldn't leave my fucking head." Somewhere in between their late-night phone calls and the words they never spoke, something real started to take shape - delicate, wrong, and beautiful. But love such as theirs was going to shatter. It was constructed on waiting, on jealousy, on all the things they couldn't have. And maybe that's the cruelest kind of love - the kind that feels infinite, but ends the moment you wake up. Until Aiden walked in - the man who was real, present, and everything Evan couldn't be. Aman who had actually been beside her even when she broke his heart, even when she drifted away to chase someone who made her heart ache in ways she never imagined. "He doesn't deserve you. please wake up Lau." Aiden told her. "Then why does it still feel like he's the one?" she whispered. "You're crazy." Somewhere between what she wanted and what she needed, Laura lost control. Between time zones and heartbreak, between messages and memories, something between them had shattered. Because sometimes, love doesn't ask you to choose between two people - it asks you to choose which part of yourself you're willing to destroy.

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