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[A Bet]
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-Female OC X Draco Malfoy
-Smut included
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"Why do you cry over me, Michelle?"
He stepped closer
"Why do you think? Are you that clueless?"
I almost scoffed.
"Obviously not but I want to hear you say it, make me ashamed, make me feel more bad than i already am, Michelle. Do it, say it. say how disgusted you are in me, say how bad I fucked up."
He was growing a temper.
"Draco stop ple-
He was scaring me.
"Say it!"
He started shouting.
"Draco, please stop."
I begged.
He shook his head and broke the gaze between us two. He walked over to my bed and sat on the ledge, me following.
I sat beside him.
"You need to forget about me, i'm not good for you."
He was calm now.
"I can't, Draco. I cant fucking forget about you, you're all I think about."
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