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The Bromance Scheme (boyxboy) (Editing)

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LETTURE 330,708
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Parti 25
Tempo 1h 19m

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I took a deep breath, it was my turn and I was already feeling uneasy about this game. I sat there waiting to hear my 'death sentence'.

"Justin I dare you to kiss Jason," Hannah said grinning. I went numb those six words echoed in my ears I froze. If I don't then they would know that the scheme we had for so long was fake and if I do I know it would change our friendship forever.

"Well go ahead we all know about the budding 'bromance' or romance shall I say between you two, we just want to see it ourselves," she continued that made no sense to me I wanted to curse her but it was as if my lips were stapled together. I looked around at everyone in the small circle the girls were grinning and blushing , the boys were smirking then I looked at Jason he had the same facial expression.

I finally snapped back to reality when I realize she was pushing me towards him.... I took a deep breath and leaned forward....



This is happening because of our little scheme and I guess our sins caught up with us now we have to face them.... I know this will change everything forever....

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