The 'MVP' Next Door

The 'MVP' Next Door

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“Dominic stop!” This time I ran so that I was in front of him putting my hands on his chest to keep him from moving; I could feel his chest heaving up and down. “You can’t just say those things, it confuses me! You confuse me…What-“ My voice started breaking. So much for keeping strong. “What Tamryn? What?” He sounded irritated, his words cut me like a razor. It left me stunned, it was like he wanted nothing to do with me. He pushed pass me and kept walking. As I saw his figure disappearing in the tunnel I shrieked “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!” He stopped dead in his tracks; my voice was so high pitch it probably scared him. I whispered it this time. “What do you want from me?” Tamryn's never known what she's wanted in life, but whatever it is she wants she thinks she can find it in New York. Her automatic response is that she moved there to reconnect with her best friend Natalie, but is that really why? As expected she begins to find herself but more importantly, she finds the most annoying person known to man three doors down. But there's more to this boy next door, he's more like 'the MVP of the NBA' next door.
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She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

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