Girlfriend [Completed]

Girlfriend [Completed]

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Girlfriend: A regular female companion with whom a person has a romantic relationship with. synonyms: sweetheart, lover, partner, significant other, girl, woman; - This story follows a group of teens that are in the process of growing up and becoming adults. Teddy Coleman is tired of having meaningless relationships and wants something real. His cousin, Sammie Coleman feels the complete opposite and wants to continue reaping the benefits of being single. Both boys are best friends with Nevaeh Rice, who is secretly in love with them. To make this situation even more complicated, a new girl arrives at the school that gets both of the boys attention. It's a messy situation that's gets worse as time progresses. Girlfriend is the third installment of the BabyMama series. BabyMama and Wifey are no longer on Wattpad and will be published in the future. This story will officially begin on March 1, 2015.
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There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

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