When I Needed You

When I Needed You

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"Hannah. Get your ass down here" my horrible mother yells, walking into my bedroom and turning the lights on. I groan, throwing my legs off of the side of the bed and forcing myself to sit up. Finally this is my last year of high school, and then I get to escape my terrifying childhood. My life couldn't be more messed up than what it already is. When I was only four, my dad died in a car crash and my mom blames me for it. She says I'm the reason he left her, and she has hated me ever since. I've never had a parent roll model in my life, so I've grown up fast and I've honestly been raising myself. Rushing, I decide to let my long, blonde hair go natural. I slide on some skinny jeans and a light blue tee and am on the bus before long. I take my seat in the back by my best friend, Sara. I notice a guy with curly brown hair and emerald eyes staring at me. "He's new. Stay away from him though. I heard he ruins every girl that he touches." Sara warns me, but it just sounds like a challenge.
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18+ / Very Mature "So you've been stalking me?" "Completely." I laugh at his candor and I watch as his eyes light up, "I applaud your honesty." "Why thank you." He responds with mock bashfulness. I pause for a second before I speak again, "I've noticed you too." "Yeah?" He asks with wide eyes and a pleased smile. I'm surprised by his surprise. He comes off as so confident, yet here he is, shocked that I could've been looking at him too. "Yeah." I bite my lip as the urge to touch his beautiful body increases, "But you've always been taken." "I bet none of those girls would feel as good as you." His voice comes out in a low whisper completely catching my insides on fire. "You're right, they don't." I state with no hesitance. There's no doubt in my body that I couldn't pleasure this boy better than any girl he's been with.

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