Your POV: I was walking out of Starbucks, when I bumped into a familiar face. "Hey beautiful." He said. Your rolled you eyes, because Charlie had dated nearly every girl in our year and broken their hearts within a week. "What do you want?" You snapped. He bit his lip, before replying with: "You." He stared into your eyes, now you see why every girl liked him. He was beautiful. Suddenly, Charlie grabbed your hand and pulled you away. "Where are we going?" You asked, not annoyed anymore, he was too cute. "My place."
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