You can't cure me

You can't cure me

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I stop and pat my head as it hurt for a while looking at my dad with a shocked look, "You are an idiot, we have guests" he says and I look around the room and I see him. Aaron is in my house right this fucking now. Do I like it? nope, but do I hate it? I don't know yet. But he is here and I am covered in sweat and food crumbs. I obviously don't care because he has seen me like this before but that was two years ago and now, I am speechless. I cannot even move and I don't know why. He's a lot taller than he was two years ago and you can tell that he worked out in juvie, had to do something to pass the time in juvie I guess. His hair is a little bit darker and he has tattoos all over his arms now. *I wanna touch his arms* Oh my fucking god Isla stop. For some reason, he gives me Doberman vibes and I do not know why, but he definitely changed a lot and I mean A LOT. Em walks up to me and my dad and asks "You good?" and I just nod. After all this time I am speechless all because of Aaron King, but also afraid of what might happen between us. I didn't think I was gonna end up feeling like this with butterflies in my stomach. But no I am going to push all these feelings to the side because like I said before, I do not want to add another person to my feeling sorry for me list.
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Fuck... A craped car. Full of family and friends,sitting on the LAP of my bestfriends dad. Moving around to get comfortable, I felt something poke me. His hands on my waist making me freeze. I move a little more to see what happens... Testing the waters because I've had the longest crush on him. I remember where we were but bags everywhere, I couldn't see anyone so...logical they can't see me...Right? I took the chance and arched just a little. His hands slowly moving towards my inner thigh but stop half way,giving them a squeeze. I can feel the poke getting harder. Knowing I have the same effect on him as he does on me. "Alright made it to the first Gas station..." my mom says This gonna be the longest 8 hour drive of my life...

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