Pretty Boy In Glasses

Pretty Boy In Glasses

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"Ian Romano, what a beautiful name with that pretty face of his." Did I mention I am a sucker for Italian men? "He is innocent, but then he started doing and saying stuffs that makes question if he is actually innocent to the core." He can be a nerd most of the times but... He wears glasses most of the times. He is quiet. He is on the school soccer team. He is really handsome. He is pretty. He is kind of popular. "I wouldn't say I am the opposite but..." I wasn't a nerd. I wasn't quiet. I don't wear glasses. I am beautiful enough to my satisfaction. I am not on the cheerleader team. I am just there, not really popular. *** "Ian, have you kissed anyone before?" I looked at him thinking he was going to say no, but the pretty boy here shocked me by giving me a smug smile, nodding his head in approval. "Why are you surprised, novio? Do you think I am all innocent?" "Well, I thought all nerds were innocent?" He moved closer to me and smirked. "Who said I was a nerd?" Before I could process what he said, he bit my ear and lightly brushed his fingers on my thigh. "Tonight I am going to kiss every inch of your body...and I mean every inch." He whispered. And I have never been this turned on in my life.
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*From Best Friends To Worst Enemies* "You really think you stand a chance Badboy?" I snorted. "You tell me." He had the audacity to smirk as I stood there covered in stale spaghetti. "So this is it then? The beginning of your end!" Fine I was a little overdramatic but so was he! He leaned in and I felt a slight tingling sensation in my skin--and no, it definitely wasn't the spaghetti! "Maybe if you didn't look like a blob of tomato sauce I'd feel a little bit threatened." "If this is how it has to be, bring it on Badboy!" And that's where it all began. The chaos. The drama. The fights. The drunk conversations. The sleepless nights. The hatred. The kisses. And well maybe? Eventually? The insane urge to punch that sexy smirk off his face! •••

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