Mine to the End // completed

Mine to the End // completed

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(sequel to My Player Best Friend) A few months ago, Savannah and Alex had some sort of falling out. Seeing as they were once best friends, they could sort it out, right? Wrong! Even after long months, they were still not in speaking terms. They just fell apart, leaving almost fifteen years of friendship behind. And to say Alex wasn't taking it well was an understatement. ------------------------------------ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the brands mentioned in the story. Those belong to their respective owners/copyright holders. But everything else, the story, characters, and plot are mine. They are figments of my imagination. Any relation to anyone, dead or alive, is completely coincidental and downright creepy.
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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