It's Not All Heartbreak

It's Not All Heartbreak

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Eleanor Louise Willow was the typical quiet nerdy type of girl. But around her best friend Madeline Haven, she had zero filter, she always said what was on her mind. Especially if it had to do with that self-absorbent jerk. She hated him with every fibre in her body. But the thing she hated most, although she'd never admit it, is that she would stick up for him in anything and everything. Not like he ever needed it. It was completely impossible for her to ever get away from him. He lived right next door. The worst part was they could see into each other's rooms because their windows were right next to each other. Everything about senior year had been going smoothly until suddenly Xavier Storm Hayes had a pretty mouth, and a pretty face too. As the school's best basketball player, he's always been the talk of the school, all the girls loved him. While she stays in and studies, he's out partying and making bets with his mates until he gets a bet he can't lose. It is now time for both of them to realize that there's a thin line between love and hate.
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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