Remember? - Lenny Pearce Fanfiction

Remember? - Lenny Pearce Fanfiction

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"All I remember was glass bursting in my ears and the sound of tyres screeching around me, the sudden pain that shot through my body and my name being called. Then all I saw was darkness." Hey guys! Ok so this is my second book. I dont think its going to be that great so just comment or send me a message letting me know if it gets boring and ill try to make it better. So in this story it is going to be in Lennys P.O.V mostly also featuring you guys and Harley. Lets just pretend that Lenny isn't famous in this story. Also go check out my friend Haybayxoxx her books... The player next door and shes a challenge. I hope you enjoy and ill see you later recruits.
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Anneliese

Anneliese tried her hardest to be outgoing, her empathetic heart guiding her through every encounter. She is a young woman who has struggled finding a safe place to express herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He is direct and prefers to keep to himself, but if he has to smooth talk a young woman to get to his end goal, he will. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 & 2026 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

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