one prank ; luke hemmings
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  • LETTURE 934,542
  • Voti 24,689
  • Parti 54
  • Tempo 5h 14m
In corso, pubblicata il mag 24, 2014
"Are you up for it?"

"Why not? One prank won't harm." I smirked, looking around the park trying to find a guy I'd do it on. My eyes landed on a guy with blonde hair, his hair was a mess but you could barely see it due to the fact that it was hidden in beanie. They're sitting on a bench like us, his arms wrapped around the waist of a girl. "Over there."

She looked to the direction where my finger is pointed and she nodded in agreement.

"Watch me." I whispered as I slowly walk towards the guy I just saw. I took a deep breath before finally stopping, a few feet away from them.

"Oh my god! How dare you?! Who's this girl? I can't believe you!"

Little did she know that one prank could start it all.
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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Copyright © 2014 by Chase Edwards
cover by lovely champagneandgasoline

started:: May 24, 2014

{ Short Story #29 / Fanfiction #72 }
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