He's My Right Kind Of Wrong

He's My Right Kind Of Wrong

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"You're a douche, you know that" I say to him angrily. He suddenly grabs me by the waist and pushes me hard against the wall, he leans in close, placing his head In he crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling me. "Call me whatever you want sweetheart, I know you can't resist me" he whispers huskily Into my ear. He slowly starts trailing kisses down my jaw. "Stop Blake" I stutter, attempting to push him away, but it doesn't work, and he continues. "Just stop", I say with surprising confidence, succeeding to push him away, making him stumble. "You think you can play with any girl you want, but not me, unlike other girls I don't get charmed by your looks. You don't have respect for any girls, you take what you want and leave. I know the real you Blake, so do me a favour and leave me alone" I say staring into his endless green eyes, which hold a hint of hurt in them, but soon turn into anger. "No you don't know the real me Kelsey, you don't" he spits angrily and he walks out the door.
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"You disappoint me... What do you even see in him?" "Aren't you tired of this already?! If you want to pick a fight, fight me, not him. Got it??" What he did enraged me so much that I threw my hardest punch at his face, forcing his head to snap to the side. "If you ever touch him again--" before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall. "If I touch him again, what?!" he shouted, his face inches from mine, as I trembled with rage. "Got a big crush on the kid, huh?!" he exploded, and I could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on us. ~~ Have you ever wondered how different your life would be if you changed just the smallest of your actions? Because that's what I do. I wonder how my life would be now if I hadn't made that tiny mistake in the schoolyard. Everything started then. When I met you, twelve years ago...

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