Bets and coffee

Bets and coffee

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He pulled out of me and laid beside me. "Well That was" I cut him off "yeah, it was." We laid there in an awkward silence I sighed and got out of the bed and got dressed. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow at school then." He said with a smirk. "Yep, well bye." I replied. As I walked to the door he said "I hate you, loser." I quietly laughed to my self "I hate you more, asshole." We both smiled and laughed, and then I left. ******************************************* Hahrliee Milano and Chase Wesley have a weird type of relationship. Hahrliee is your average tomboy, with a sassy attitude, meanwhile Chase is your average badboy, to say these two don't get on would be an understatement. You could even say that these two are enemies, but due to them being involved in the same circle of friends, they basically see eachother all the time. She hates him, he hates her, but the sex is great.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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