Don't Love Me

Don't Love Me

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"You were not supposed to kiss that boy, Samantha" He said in a cool voice, while visibly trying not to slap a bitch. "Really, will your majesty mind explaining why that is so?" I said, while smirking, definitely enjoying how he was struggling to remain calm. "Because ........ because you are a feminist" As he came up with this statement his face lighted up, as if he had won the argument. "But darling, being a feminist doesn't mean that I believe that all men should go die in hell, though it's not a bad idea, I stand for equality." "That definitely doesn't means you can go around kissing every idiot you meet on the road" He said, very slowly, grabbing onto the last pieces of patience he had,oh so dearly! Oh well, someone's jealous. Now, that's his own problem. So, I just said two words, which were enough to make him loose his calm. "Watch me" ______________________________~ Hello Everyone, hope you are having a good day. Want a better one? Open the book. This is just an excerpt from this book. Description has been given in the prologue. Hope you enjoy reading it, because I did while writing it. All the love.
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I looked up from my drawings and my favourite nitwit caught my eye. The way the sunlight from the tall windows caught his profile as he leaned forward, embarrassingly absorbed in taking notes made me want to kill myself. His dark curls kept falling across his eyes, and he'd absently brush them back with the end of his bitten pen. I found myself watching his hands more than paying attention to the rest of him, admiring how his fingers moved across the page with such purpose. When he finally looked up and caught me staring, I theatrically winked to piss him off, feeling my cheeks warm as he rolled his eyes with a supressed smile. I couldn't help stealing another glance moments later, and this time, the wonder himself offered me a small, knowing smirk that made my heart skip. I'm so gay. Fuck yeah. ~~~ louis tomlinson and harry styles are both scholarship kids attending a highly esteemed private school in manchester. having known eachother since they were eleven, they can read each other like they would their own diary. they're sporting enemies, friends with benefits, best friends, family and soulmates. this is their story.

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