He's The One
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  • Reads 80,550
  • Votes 2,467
  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 31m
Complete, First published Dec 29, 2014
Mature
I never thought it would happen.
I never thought the day would come. 
The day that I admit to myself my real feelings.
He was always around, so of course I fell for him. 
But does he want me too?
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She was always there, at my best friend's house. 
I know that she's his sister, but I can't help but look at what's available to me.
But I won't ruin her. 
I'll leave her alone.
I'm a player.
A user.
I use girls to get what I want and I won't use her. 
She deserves someone special.
And that someone isn't me.
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Delilah is a girl that would pick basketball over cheerleading. She wasn't popular in school, but she had her group of friends and that was all she needed. She would choose Nikes and Jordan's over Jimmy Choo and Michael Kors. So what made her so different ?

John is the popular guy in school. Girls drooling at his feet, Cheerleading captain as his booty call. So what else could he want ?
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COMPLETED I've always been the person that does whatever someone tells me I can't. Can't graduate with a four-point-oh? Check. Can't win a modeling contract without trying? Did it. Check. Can't make it in the pro football league? Triple check with an MVP Award on top. When my best friend told me to stay away from his little sister, Layla, it didn't sound like a challenge. Then again, I'd never seen her before. He obviously wasn't thinking about who he was talking to if he believed I could ignore her. I obviously wasn't thinking of him at all when I fell in love with her either. Fact of the matter is: I not only fell harder than a quarterback sack on a Sunday night game, but I did us one better. Kind of like that MVP award, only not so shiny. Sort of like my Player of the Year title, except the only thing I'm walking away with is an ex-best friend and a woman that hates my guts. It's okay. Just tell me I can't win her back. I'm Branch "Lucky" Best and today's my lucky day.