My Quiet Guy
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"Dance with me!" I speak as I drag him off the couch by his arms. His sleepy figure follows along with me as I move to the side of my living room.
"No let me sleep!" He cries out as he tries to fall back down on the couch. I pinch his arm and drag him back up.
"Nope you're going to dance and your going to like it. Come on." I gesture him to follow me. I go to turn the volume up before going back to him.
"Fine but you gotta give me kisses first." He answered with a smile on his pink lips. I roll my eyes but nevertheless lean up and peck his lips.
"Nuh uh, more." He grabs my throat and pushes our lips back together. I smile through the kiss as we break apart and dance.
I'm loving this.
☤☤
Gabrielle Morgan.
Lorenzo Colombo.
Quiet boy and once Outgoing girl.
Lorenzo, the quiet guy believes no one will love him for him. He believes people only want him for his looks, money, and toned body. His observantness will make him and Gabrielle come closer.
Gabrielle, the once outgoing girl is no longer outgoing. She used to believe in trying to see things from a different view/perspective even. She used to believe everyone deserves happiness in their lives.
Will Gabrielle and Lorenzo give each other chances to find that love and happiness they both crave?
Or will they push each other away without even trying?
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