Just me, with you

Just me, with you

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Charlie is a quiet girl who doesn't like to speak her mind, but then she starts looking at inspirational and encouraging quotes online. She believes that everyone should believe in themselves and try their best at everything. Charlie has friends but she can't be honest with them, they aren't close, she spends most of her lunch with them though. It doesn't help that she thinks she might be pansexual, meaning that she likes both boys, girls and everything in between. Charlie thinks she has a small crush on her chemistry partner, Anna. But then someone moves next to her, a family with a boy her age who helps her come out to her unaccepting mother. He helps her a lot and Charlie can't help but hear her heart flutter every time the boy, Mateo smiles. On top of everything, her father died the year before, Charlie hasn't told anyone but knows she will have to soon. What will happen? What will Charlie's mother think about Charlie coming out? How does Charlie's mother deal with the grief of her father? How does Charlie deal with it? If you are a fan of this book please send me a cover you think is appropriate and I'll use it in the book and also give you credit!! I'll love every one too, so don't be ashamed or shy!!
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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