All I Ever Wanted
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Last published Wed, Jul 24, 2024
"The only reason why you're like this is because you still think about him, but he don't. I need you in my life Lola, can't you see?"
"I'm totally fine and I don't think about him, not anymore...I know you like me, Ashton, but I don't think I feel the same way." I replied with hesitation.
"See, because you're still not over him. He hurt you in the shittiest way but you don't care, do you?" he asked, sadness clear in his eyes.
"I-I..." I mummured but couldn't get another word out. He was right, I was still thinking about him, but he wasn't. I was wasting my time grieving over him but he was alright. And I was so thankful that Ashton was thoughtful enough to see that in me.
"Lola, please... I need you, I can't take it anymore, watching you like this and then-"
I stopped him so fast before he could say another word by smashing my lips against his. Softly embracing him as I put my arms around his neck then pulled away. "Lola..." he said as he let out a deep breath. He was shook, surprised. "Shhh, you don't have to say anything else." I said with a smile before he kissed me again, now slipping his tongue into my mouth. He was literally the medicine I never knew I needed.
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Lola Amsterdam is a UCLA student who unbelievably got herself into a relationship with one of the school's top boys or bad boys if you would like to call it. Apparently, she loved him so much that she never cared whether he cheated or not or disrespected her, she was blinded. But there was always someone else who was there, looking out for her from the beginning without her knowing. Seeing all she was going through and wishing her the best and a way better relationship but she had absolutely no such thoughts.
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