Love at first sketch
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A love story happens between two artists who hated each others guts never wanted anything to do with each other till.. Antonio Robinson became cocky all over the place and decided to flirt instead of fight because of her insecurities she changed her identity turning herself into something she was mean to be, not realizing that she is falling in love..
"I can't do this." I throw my weapon on the ground. " You are not serious." he says through gritted teeth. " You have been amazing there is no reason to doubt yourself ,you are beautiful,you are strong and hella smart ,don't give up-" he sighs " don't give up,not now -" he moves closer ,too close one more step and bam our lips will touch...
"I hate you" I screamed "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked in fear. "You think you can get rid of me that easily huh Emma?" I grabbed my arm and forcefully presses his lips on mine as a tear falls from me. I struggle to get out of his grip and the kiss he had pull me in. " What is going here ?" " I can explain" I quickly answered not wanting to lose him...
Hiiiiii
New writer here
A lot of mistakes happen here
And its a total cringe fest
Oh and the first few chapters are horrible don't loose hope😥hang it will get better
I hope
But please do read and be patient with me and my illness of slow updating
Love u all
But not more than pizza
Bellz❤😅
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