Illusion.

Illusion.

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People never look at him in the eyes, To scared to get killed No one dare talking to him No one dare touching him. Bad rumors are Spreading about him. They are more than scared. Scared of who? Of me. The tattooed teenager. They whisper my name and look down when I’m around. Connor Evans… I’m Connor Evans and this is my story. _________________________________________________________________ Hey guys ! So this is my first story here ! I'm really sorry for my bad english but I'm french so yep I'm not that good ! I hope you'll like it tho I'm trying my best ! comment and tell me what you think ! thanks xx
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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