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YellowLady_1988
Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2015
bffsbrotherscareerfairytalelikestoryheartbreakhumornecklaceselfdefensesoyouthinkyoucanwritetheonetrust
"Wh-what?" I asked. Quit stuttering, Angel!
"Go. On. A. Date. With. Me." he answered slowly like I was dumb or something. I rolled my eyes and said, "I heard you alright." Ok, I'm back to being my sarcastic self again.
"That's what I thought." he mumbled and again, I rolled my eyes.
"What I mean is, WHY?" I asked getting annoyed already. Is he playing some stupid tricks on me?
"Why not?" he answered shrugging.
"That's it?.. Then, NO." I said sternly while standing up. He stood up too and held my shoulders.
"No? Why?" he asked getting frustrated.
"Just. No." I answered shortly.
"Ugh. Ok, ok. Why do you have to be so stubborn?" he mumbled the last part but fortunately/unfortunately, I heard it.
"Excuse me? If I'm stubborn, why are you asking me on a date?" I folded my arms over my chest.
He moved closer to me leaning a bit so our eyes could meet and our faces only few centimeters apart.
"Because.." he started using a husky voice.
"Hmm." was all I can say not trusting my voice. Our closeness now was killing me.
"Because I.. I like you.." he stuttered a bit but quickly composed himself. I felt my cheeks heated not only because of our closeness but also because of his confession. He likes me. OhMyGod. Breathe, Angel. Breathe.
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Meet Angel, a girl who doesn't believe in fairytales and happy endings because of a heartbreak she experienced from her first boyfriend, first love..
And then there's Sean, a boy who does believe in it for some known reason.. It was tragic but it was indeed, a great love.. Till death.. Till the end.

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