All I Ever Wanted

All I Ever Wanted

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WpMetadataReadTerminé mer., janv. 9, 20138 h 30 min
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All Nadine Carter has ever wanted was to live happily with her parents, have a loving sweet boyfriend and friends she could count on. When she reached twelve years old her father left her and her mother to fend for themselves without a warning, without a reason. A few months later her mother is diagnosed with cancer and Nadine’s life goes downwards from there. Her only friend there to support her became one she rarely saw outside of school. Her father’s sudden disappearance not only caused a hard time on her and her mom but also made her lose all trust in the male population. Six years later her mother dies. Since Nadine is still a minor when that happens she is forced – by the government – to live with her father, all the way across the country. Much to her distaste she leaves her home and goes. There she meets Julian Blake, the bad boy player in town. Will he be able to break down her walls or will he just give her more reason to hate the entire opposite sex?
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Boy meets boy. Boy mocks boy. Boy falls (a little too hard). Dior Max is all sharp edges and smoother fabrics-stylish, strategic, and emotionally unbothered. Or so he pretends. Brix Julian is a walking headache with a guitar: smug, loud, and alarmingly good at sending the wrong message. They argue. They prank. They lock eyes for too long in crowded hallways. It's not flirting-it's war. Obviously. But somewhere between the teasing and tension, Dior starts collecting hope-one red paper heart at a time. Every mixed signal? Folded. Stored. Counted. He'll confess when the jar is full. Because maybe, just maybe, Brix means it. SPOILER ALERT: he doesn't. Turns out the signals were smoke, the crush was one-sided, and the heartbreak? Custom-tailored. Chords vs. Collars. Gloss meets grit. A stylish slow-burn that stings where it shouldn't. Because the cruelest crushes don't break-they hum. ___________// ⚠ gentle heads-up! This story explores sensitive themes such as homophobia, emotional trauma, misunderstandings, and the use of strong language. Please read with care and kindness to yourself. Your heart and well-being matter most. ♡ (Note: This story is currently a work in progress and may include typos or little grammar hiccups. Thank you for your patience and love!) 🧵🎸 just a tiny disclaimer: This story is fictional. Some scenes are inspired by real moments I experienced in junior high, and a few characters are loosely based on old friends. But everything else names, places, events is purely imagined. Any similarities are purely coincidental. This is a personal story, a metaphor for a forbidden love I once had. If it feels familiar or cliché, that's not intentional. This story is mine. 🫶🏻

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