Hold Me Tighter

Hold Me Tighter

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Feb 13, 2019
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"What do you want with me? I don't know who you are!" The boy with piercing blue eyes and jet black hair laughs, before taking both of my hands into one of his and forcing them above my head as he presses my back against the wall. "Cammie... tell me that this doesn't feel familiar. That you don't feel attracted to me. Because we both know that you do." His words ring in my mind, and the familiar feeling of him rushes at me once again. And as I stared into his eyes, I knew that all he has said to me has been true. And what scares me the most, is that I can't remember what has happened between us in the past. But now I knew for certain... That I have been through this all before.
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"You think I want to hurt you", he strained balling his fist. "You're so foolish", he groaned. "Can I ask another question?". "No leave me alone". He pulled my arm making me force his hand off. "Don't. Do that". He gave me a questioning look before grabbing my hand and backing me into a wall. "What does he have that I don't?". I squeaked at his question, "what?!". "You know what I'm talking about. I see you looking at him over the lunch table. The way you look at him when he's laughing. The way you blush when he talks to you for long periods of time. What is it?" [warning: this story does move faster than my other stories and does change point of views. THE CONTENT IS MATURE]

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