i thought about holding your hand

i thought about holding your hand

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Last published Thu, Jan 22, 2015

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Romance

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[[ wonderwall ;; won-der-wall ;; adj. ]] — someone you find yourself thinking about all the time, the person you are completely infatuated with. [[ skinny love ;; skin-ny love ;; n. ]] — when two people are in love with each other but are too shy to admit it, although they still show it. I loved this roleplay so much that I just had to keep records of it on here. I did not write this whole thing, and full credits to the other writer for her half of the story. Also, yes, we're aware that the chapters get shorter as we go on. Laziness and different time-zones aren't great, y'know. Each chapter goes by one of the characters' name, and is written in their points of view. Natalie Cook — Writer: Peri (Moi) — Twitter: @AstralBravado Jonah Tagarelli —Writer: Jilian —Twitter: @PliantSilence

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