It's just a cut. It's just a scratch.
""What's that mark?"
"Oh, it was just the cat."
Just an excuse, just another lie, just as every day goes by.
"What's with all the braclets?"
"Just a fashion, why?"
Just a tear, just a scream.
"Why were you crying?"
"Just a bad dream"
But it's not just a cut, or a tear, or a lie
I'm just preparing for the fated day of good-bye.""
Lola Carmen is different. She's eccedentesiast (a person that fakes a smile) and is a proffessional at it. Everyday she walks into school, with a fake grin spread across her face. She doesn't trust anyone, everyone she was ever close to has betrayed her. In school, she pretends, she plays it off like the perfectionist she is. At home, that's where she reveals herself. But when a new student arrives at Rideview Highschool, with his dreamy British accent, stunning good looks, and charming personality, his popularity booms and it isn't long until he meets Miss. Popularity of herself- Lola Carmen. He sees past her perfections, and notices her fake smiles. He tries to get close to her, but all she does is push him away.
He could tell that quite place inside of her was getting louder, and he found himself falling for her as he's trying to figure out the mystery that lies behind the real life of Lola Carmen.
August & Colin | WRU series | book 1
We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control.
I took a risk. I paid the price.
I made a mistake. I felt the guilt.
I lied. I lie.
I loved. I try not to.
I hurt. I still do.
I lost control. I'm losing again.
I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life.
But one domino fell and the rest just followed.
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"We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us.
"Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away.
"I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine.
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