Opposites
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Ongoing9m
Last published Wed, Mar 19, 2014
“So you're not just some cocky, arrogant jerk after all, you've actually got feelings. And I was the one lucky enough to see past your phony, smug exterior.” I say to him. He stares at me for a few moments before grasping my hand firmly and pulling me closer to his body until my chest meets his “I've been thinking...” He states. “About what?” I inquire. “Us..”. I smile “What about us?” “Well, about you really. I was thinking that maybe, just maybe you could be the one to save me.”
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