Blondie | BXB

Blondie | BXB

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2/28/20XX Dear Diary, Ever since I saw him pass me by in the hall in freshman year, I haven't been able to get him out of my head. The picture of his face, it never goes away. While I lie in bed, while I'm in class, while I'm partying, it's always there. It's distracting me.. but I'm so hopelessly in love with him. All he had to do was walk past me and now he's consuming my life. He doesn't even know my name yet. His body, his personality, the way he acts... god, I need him. I want him so badly it hurts.
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"Madeline you have no idea what you do to me huh?" He asked stepping closer to me causing my back to collide with the wall. "Every time I close my eyes all I see is you, whenever I go to sleep the last person I think of is you. You have put a- a spell on my head to make me obsessed with your every being. I say this with all of my heart Madeline Victoria Saint, you have trapped me, I am a stuck man and the only thing I can worry about is you, and your scent, and how good you probably taste." He grabs my jaw and wraps his arm around my back. "Please, let me taste you." _____________ I don't have time to worry about love. Shit, I don't have time for myself. The only thing I have time for is taking care of Tatum, my nineteen year old brother. I don't want to love Santiago. But when he stares at me, and when his lips brush against mine, I can't help but feel entrapped by him. She's all I think about. Well, her and her family. It might be in her last name, but Madeline is no Saint. She's just like me. She wants to deny it but when I look into her big, brown eyes, all I see is the same dark intentions I have. She wants me. But she won't admit it. And I will destroy the earth, just to get her to say it.

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