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Continúa, Has publicado oct 07, 2014
I cut myself,Tate.
Why do I just can't say it to you ?
When we moved to this house,when I met you ..
You gave me reasons to be happy with.
We were both attracted to darkness but you are always here to be my light.
I used to feel like I'm dead Tate.
I used to look at graveyards and think those who lay down in hard ground, they are the luckiest.
They are dead Tate !
They can't feel.
But you told me they care and they feel I don't really know why are you thinking that way but you showed me being alive is something we should grace on.
I stopped cutting when I met you Tate.
You are my angel.
My suicidal Angel.
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"Why do you keep doing stuff like that?" I asked in a whisper. I walk over to him and grab his arm to stop him from painting. His body stiffened under my touch, and I couldn't help but smile at his reaction. "What do you want from me, Tate?" I asked arms made its way around his waist. I could feel my stomach jump to my throat. I laid my head on his back, rubbing my face against him. Engulfing myself in his scent. My heart began to pound uncontrollably but I quickly regain control before I continued. "Earlier today you said you'd never see me more than a friend." His breathing was uneven. Like he was nervous. "But the way you look at me, the way you talk to me? They say something completely different." He became even more ridged under my touch. I could help but giggled at his demeanor. The usual cool, collected Tate was now at my mercy. "Do you want me as a friend-" I said in a whisper. I began to become more bold and allowed my hands to travel. They landed over his chest and I could feel his heart thumping und my hand. While the other hand glided over is abs. "-or do you want me?" I asked. He removed my hands off of him and turned so that he was facing me. The look in his eyes rocked me to my core. There was a hunger in them. And it terrified me, but in a good way. In a way I wanted to explore. A smile soon crossed his lips. He was so close that I could feel his breath. "Your treading on dangerous waters, Little owl." He said in a low tone that made my body shiver. I ignored the pounding in my head and lungs and began to move a little closer so that our bodies were flushed against each other. His arms wrapped around me quickly holding me against him. "I like danger." I said in a whisper. "I know what I want." I said I'm a drunken daze. "And what is that?" He said in a chuckle. "You." Read up on the love story of Tate and Meloni. Will this cool and calculated playboy be able to resist the charms of the innocent yet strong girl with a deadly secret?
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