Brother's Best Friend
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I've always had a huge crush on Drake. I basically worshiped the ground he walked on. The only problem was he only saw me as his best friend's little sister even though I was only a year a half younger than them. The summer before I started high school changed everything. Puberty did wonders for me, giving me the body I'd always wanted. That's when Drake started getting even more over protective than my own brother. He wouldn't let any guy come near me. I somehow managed to get my first kiss, only to find out it was just a bet for the guy. But boy did Drake hurt him bad for that. I hoped it was because he felt the same way, but thought nothing of it when he still referred to me as his 'sister'. The day I turned eighteen would be the best, yet worst day of my life. Because that night Drake and I were alone and I gave myself to him. Only to wake up with him long gone, with only a note saying last night never happened. We avoided each other for the week he had before he went off to college with my brother. It's been a year and I've convinced myself to move on, getting a new boyfriend and equipping myself with some confidence. Now I'm the one heading off to college, unfortunately the same one he goes to. Now I just have to make sure I avoid my brother's best friend.
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*Terminé
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