Falling Slowly, A Gavin Becker Fanfic

Falling Slowly, A Gavin Becker Fanfic

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You are Emily Parker a 14 year old girl who has just moved to Philadelphia from California. She's just starting out as a singer on YouTube, and wants to focus on her career. And she does until she meets bad boy Gavin, she doesn't know what to think of him yet. This is the story of an unlikely friendship between a bad boy and a music child, and how they slowly manage to fall in love. Find out what happens to them in Falling Slowly.
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Jessie Parker and Miriam West might have only one thing in common: they can't wait for senior year to be over. But that's all it takes for these two to slip into each other's safety. ***teaser*** "I'll see you tomorrow," he starts to walk away, but like the stupid girl I am, I quickly grab onto his jacket. "Jessie, wait." He turns back around to look at me, his eyes hold something in them that I don't understand, "thank you for coming." I let go of his jacket as I speak, "It really means a lot to me, I -" I shake my head and mentally scold myself for saying anything. "Thank you." I breathe out and wrap my arms around myself, suddenly self-conscious under his gaze. He lightly touches under my chin, silently asking me to look at him and my breath catches in my throat when our eyes meet. "You don't have to thank me, Miriam." He whispers, giving me a smile that melts my brain to mush as he leans in closer to me. My eyes fall to his lips and my heart pounds against my chest, "but you do owe me lunch." His smile morphs into a wide smirk that reveals a set of dimples I didn't know existed. And I'm officially into dimples now.

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