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Forget Me Not
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Concluida, Has publicado ene 19, 2020
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"Do you trust me?" He asked. 

And at that moment, everything else disappeared. I looked at the beautiful boy in front of me, whom I'd never really spoken too until tonight; the boy that made me feel so embarrassed I wanted to disappear, the boy that kept to himself so much, people only knew his name. Did I trust him? Everything inside me urged to say no, it was irrational to believe that I did. I didn't even know him. But for some reason, the words came out without hesitation. 

"I trust you."
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.