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Slumped in his seat, there he was. His side profile had never looked more fascinating. I studied his broad, yet pointy nose as his head cocked to the side; he tapped his pencil rhythmically on the table whilst using his other hand to tap away at his phone, my eyes slid over to his sharp cheekbones which were accentuated by the clench of his jaw and streak of sunlight coming from the window. His beautiful chocolate skin literally glowing in that low-cut tee of his, my eyes then trailed to the tensed veins in his arms before they scanned over to his full pink lips where my eyes rested, lost in the track of my thoughts I wanted nothing more but to edge nearer to him -
A/N - So I've been putting of writing for so long in general due to exams, and me losing my 'touch' lmao well now summer is here and I have nothing more to do whilst I await staring dreadful sixth-form I started on this. Eh-heh I've always contemplated uploading just because I didn't feel like my work was 'good enough' or I was scared that I wouldn't finish off my work and lose interest half way... that being said ever since I've started on this piece and got support from my guurl I haven't stopped writing and I have written more than I have for any of my pieces put together, I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am for this piece, I have so many ideas flowing from my head hdjskhdhjhhdheuduheu and I honestly want this to be my first ever completed book seeing as that has always been my goals, so bare with me my lovelies as you begin to read this, it won't be perfect but it will be me pouring my every dedication and love into it, cliche right? lmao cliche as being the same and 'novelty' as being different all in one, I really do hope you enjoy this, leggo.
- JJ xo
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"If I risk it all, could you break my fall? How do I live? How do I breathe? When your not here i'm sufficated. I wanna feel love, run through my blood. Tell me is this where I give it all up? For you, I have to risk it all, Cuz the Writing's on the Walls." This is a story about a boy and a girl. She loves him, and he want's her dead. But he vowed to keep her safe..But how can he keep such a dangerous vow? *EXCERPT FROM BOOK BELOW* "Our story is like the movies. The movies with the happy endings?" I yelled as he got out of the car. "No! Our ending is nothing like those movies Vana. Our story is the both of us risking it all and then ending up right next to Kyle." He said and sighed. And he was right. Our ending is that one fucked up movie that no on wants to go see. "SO YOU AREN'T WILLING TO RISK IT ALL!?! I yelled louder as the rain came pouring down. He turned on his heal and stomped twords me pulling me close to him leaveing no space between us. His lips came crashing down on mine making the butterflies in my stomach errupt with pleaseure. He pulled away and sighed as did I. He grabbed my hand and ran his thumb over the knuckle of my thumb over my tattoo thanks to his stupid game of dare or dare. "Look at the perspective of things Vana. You might see a smily face but I don't. I see a sad face. You don't want my happy ending. Trust me." He said and sighed again. "I love you so much Vana." He said and kissed the top of my head and then walked back over to his house. But he didn't really love me. If he did he would be willing to risk it all just like I am. But I am left just like Kyle had suspected. Alone and heart broken in the rain. Because I was always the one willing to risk it all. For him.
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