Little purple hearts (Alex Gaskarth)

Little purple hearts (Alex Gaskarth)

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Living so close to Baltimore had its perks. Like the bars and the harbor, not to mention one in particular band for Towson. My best friend and I went down to Rockwell for my birthday and I had to say it was a blast. I barely bought any of my drinks, Nor did she. We got a hotel for the night that was across from the harbor so we didn't have to drive back home. And we were just about to leave when two guys walked in. One with short shaggy brown hair, the other with spiked Brown hair and a blond spot . I looked over at Marlee and smirked before we decided to stay a bit longer. The brunet sat down beside me and his friend beside Marlee. We knew who they were of course. I got another drink before he looked at me. "Well happy birthday. " he smiled that crooked smile before I looked at him"Thank you." And that was the start of a very long conversation.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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