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"I'm just a guy, and you're just a girl." he hunched his back but he was still a head taller than me. I liked how tall he was. I liked his smile. I liked HIM. I leaned in and whispered, "you're not just a guy- you're MY guy"
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"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

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