Our Im-possible Love (On-going)
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"you gonna do that ,ryt?" His busy voice spoke out near her ear,making her nod her head meekly while tears slipped down her cheek" Thats like a good girl,your secret is secure with me " he moved back,his eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe ." So guys what to do with her "his eyes stared at her as he questioned his group of friends who stood behind him.
"Let make her clean the toilet bowl " a girl whooped,making the people around her giggle in excitement " that suits the poor shit like her" she added
"So" alyan nibbled his corner lips,giving a hot vibe" I hope you know what to do"saying it he walked away from her with his posse following him behind . Amaal collapsed on the floor once he was out of sight ,her tears followed continually ,she kissed her lips to stifle her hiccups.
There was this perticular name that she hated the most and was the person behind her miserable life - alyan kurashi -she hated him from all her gut and on the other hand, there was other name that had taken her heart-daniel kuraish - his brother ,who was polar opposite of what alyan was.she had soft spot for Daniel where alyan held a hard place of hatness
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" Okey let's meet after the class"Daniel waved at amaal as she walked off to her next class, the guy stood staring at her back, thinking how much he was head over heels for this girl, she had taken his heart and he was in love with her .
Amaal on the other hand smiled ,her lips spreading wide with a heart full smile while her heart skipped with rythme,she felt something special for him ,the guy had made her to fall for him , he had taken her heart away for him .
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Alyan turned around while talking over the phone when he saw amaal walking down the stairs while wearing a yellow dress, alyan was frozen on his spot as he was amazed by her beauty .his heart felt tingles as he saw her approaching him.the girl he hated the most ,the girl he called slut ,bitch and laughed at thought of even liking her was now full fallen in love with her .
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