Just You And Me
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture9m
Dernière publication mer., nov. 11, 2020
"So, you want me to take you out on a fake date?" He raised a brow curiously before crossing his arms. "Well...yeah! Just to make her jealous of course! I'm not even into dudes." I lifted my arm and rubbed the back of my neck nervously, while he stood in thought.
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The Dance (Unedited)
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Thin Walls
An unexpected adventure for adventurous people. Thin walls don't very well hold secrets. "Are you jealous?" he asked with a small smile. I gave him my best intimidating stare. "Why would I be jealous? We aren't even dating!" I all but screamed. His smile fell. "I thought we were." he said quietly. I was shocked. "Are we?" he laughed at my question. "Would you be jealous if we were?" he was being smug but I just crossed my arms. "No. If we are dating then you cheated on me, and, look, I told you I'm not the jealous type."Terminé
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Hide ń Seek
"We have got to stop meeting like this." The corners of his lips turn up into his infamous smirk," I'm beginning to think you're stalking me" "Wha- Excuse me! I am not stalking you! I just so happen to be here at the same time as you!" As I was about to continue he clasps his hand over my mouth and says " Shh. We don't want to get caught, do we?" (Rewriting)Terminé
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