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This morning my best friend came home from Africa, I could not wait to see her. I waited at the airport for 9 hours. She came out limping and it looked like she had gotten run over by a car. for some reason she didn't want to talk with to me about it. Is she still my best friend? How do I know? Will she ever tell me?
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"I do. I do believe you." He cuts me off. "I'm sorry for accusing you I just, I don't know. At the time I thought it made sense." "Don't apologise. I deserved your outburst guilty or not. I deserved a lot more than that." I excuse honestly. "Why do you have to make this so hard?" He groans. "Sorry?" I ask. "You. You're making this difficult." "I didn't mean-" "That right there. Quit being a gentleman. You are making it so hard to hate you right now." "I-" I get cut off by his lips on mine. His hands hold onto either side of my face as he roughly kisses me. I close my eyes and let him lead. He falls into my lap and I wrap my hand around him and hold his hips.

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