"You know you're a fuckboy right?"
"Yeah, but I'm your fuckboy."
"There's no such thing as being someone's fuckboy. You're either one or you aren't."
"Well, princess," he mumbles, his lips pressed to my neck. "I guess I'm just yours then."
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Mature Language and Themes
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"I don't want to be here."I yelled
"Why."Calum said
"Because my life is even my fucked up because of you.'I yelled
"Calm down babe."Calum said
"I HATE YOU."I yelled