Prince Badass
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"Why, Ash?" I scream at him, not caring if somebody overheard us.
"Don't you get it?" He yelled, tugging at his hair furiously. "I've loved you ever since that day we met. I've loved you then and I still love you until now. But you don't know that because you're to busy flirting with my cousin!"
I remained silent, taking in everything he said.
"You know what?" He exhaled. "Just forget it. I never had a chance anyway." He started to walk away but I quickly pulled his arm back, making him face me.
"Wha-"
Before he could say anything else, I pressed my lips to his not bothering to think about the consequences. Warmth coursed through my body as I tasted the sweetness of his lips. He seemed shocked at first but quickly kissing me back and pulling me closer, crushing my body to his. His hands gripped my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
In that moment, there was only one thought left on my mind.
I am in deep shit.
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