JUST BE WITH ME.......

JUST BE WITH ME.......

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Elizabeth I am his best friend. I was his best friend. But I don't know if we will be best friends forever or something else. Or will that thought of mine would cost me to lose him forever. I can't stay away from him as well as I can't bear going near him without having goosebumps all over me. His intense gaze makes me quiver and soothing words makes my heart melt. But what if would not have the feelings I am having for him. What will be his reaction when I would not be able to bear any more of this torture? Will I lose him or our friendship? Alexander She was my best friend when I didn't even knew what a bestfriend meant. She still is my best friend. We've been for forever. But now I don't only see a bestfriend in her but a girl who had became a very beautiful woman. A woman I can picture as more than just a bestfriend. But I will definitely lose this friendship between us if I will show her the man who wants much more than just friendship. No I can't loose her for my desire. But it's getting harder and harder by every moment. Will I lose her or our friendship?
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™‘π™€π™«π™š π™žπ™¨ 𝙨π™ͺπ™›π™›π™šπ™§π™žπ™£π™œ π™¨π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™¨π™π™š π™™π™šπ™¨π™šπ™§π™«π™šπ™¨ π™žπ™© BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❀︎ sexual/mature content ❀︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❀︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright Β© 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me Β© All Rights Reserved

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