A Spill of Love

A Spill of Love

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"I'm still waiting for you to come and unlock the car Mr. StClaire." She said in a mocking tone. "Relax sweetheart, I hate being rushed, I will get there when I get there." I said as I slowed my walking down to where I was barley moving. "Alexander hurry up I don't have all day, DAD" "Dad? Really? I prefer papi , God, King, Daddy" I said and smirked at her. Her face was priceless, her mouth dropped opened and she looked around to make sure no one had heard us. "Wha-at, I am not calling you that, oh my god." She blushed, bit her lip and looked away from me. I walked up to where she was leaning against my car, softly pulled her lip from her lips, put one hand on the side of her head and the other on her hip and leaned in to whisper in her ear. "I promise you, you will be yelling daddy soon." She blushed as her heart started racing along with mine. I could feel it, beating just as fast as mine was, I lowered my lips to hers just so that they barely touched, I pressed her body tighter against mine, to the point where I could tell we were both struggling to breathe and I kissed her, an earth shattering kiss. All the tension and the snarky remarks mixed in to this kiss making it electric. She opened her mouth and let me in, exploring her like I had been wanting to do since I first laid my eyes on her. I grabbed her neck, trying to pull her in closer, not being close enough. She stopped me and smiled at me. Tomorrows class should be interesting. _______________________________________________________ This ENTIRE book is being re-written, I decided to change all the names and give this book a major edit. I wrote this when I was a sophomore in high school, almost 6 years ago. I am a much better writer now so expect something a lot better!
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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