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Luke Hemmings and The Bestfriend?!
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Ongoing, First published Aug 23, 2014
Mature
You and Luke are bestfriends but both secretly wanting more, finally Luke works up the courage to tell you but you didn't believe him until he kisses you.
Do you stay bestfriends or become much more?

*Warning* there are some sexual parts, including more then kissing with different people, so if you don't like that sorta thing. Skip ahead or don't read! Thank you&Hope you all enjoy this book! Check out my other story's too:)
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