How To Love (Editing)
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*A/N: Thanks to all who has read and is still reading this story! It means the world to me and I love you guys for it. However, recently I've changed the plot a bit and also a lot of my characters because I realized I simply can't portray Holley as a cold bitch. She has to have a bit of a sunny personality...Anyways! I just want to say, it's a really good idea nobody reads this story until "Editing" comes off because I don't want to confuse you guys, or make you go back and read again and again. It'd be boring, really.*
"Why do you even care about me so much?" I throw my hands up, tears stinging my eyes. He grabs both my wrists, bringing them back down, his eyes boring into mine with such intensity that I involuntarily turn away. "You want to know why? You want the real reason? I love you. And that's why."
Seventeen years old Holley doesn't believe true love exists due to various past mistakes, but she's forced to reconsider when she lands the lead role in SHF's end-of-the-year musical. It might seem trivial to change everything just for a lead, but it's not always good things that come in small packages.
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