What have you done ~Sprace

What have you done ~Sprace

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Race loved Spot with all his heart and thought Spot did the same to him. One day he arrives in Brooklyn and Spot tells him it may be better for them to break up. Race doesn't take the news too well and this is the same way for the rest of Manhattan. The two of them are broken but neither is ready to talk to each other. I know I should stop believing I know there's no retrieving It's over now, what have you done? - - - - - Based on one of my Sprace one shots. ~Trying to update everyother week on saturday~ Neither Newsies or the song this is based around is owned by me. I only own the plot line.
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"Why the hell won't you just admit it?!" I yelled at him. "Admit what?!" He asked. "The REAL reason why you don't want to be with me! It's cause I'm too fat and cause I'm white and you are so afraid as to what your friends might think, aren't you?!" I snapped at him. "You don't know shit!" He snaps right back at me. "Oh no? Why can't you just tell me? I can take the rejection!" I snap again at him. He starts stomping his way over towards me and raises both my hands against the wall and above my head as he leans in closer to me just inches from my lips. "You think I don't want to be with you because I'm too embarrassed because of how big you are or that your white? You really think I could give two shits as to what anyone including my friends think about us? Well I don't. I could give two shits about what anyone thinks! So stop fucking assuming you know me or what I'm thinking cause you don't!" He fires back at me. "Well then what is it then huh?" I asked. "You wouldn't understand. But do me a favor and stop pretending that you know me when you don't." He says. We both then stand there for a moment looking in each others eyes and then he leans in closer and smashes his lips onto mine. © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

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