good girl
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"i cant stand you. you're such a good girl all the time. be bad for once" he almost seethes, stepping closer to me, placing a hand under my chin and leaning closer. i pull my books closer to my chest as he traps me between his body and the building behind me.
"be bad with me," he whispers in my ear before pulling back, pushing my chin away slightly, and walking away, his platinum hair disappearing as he blends into the crowd. and i'm left breathless once again.
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