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HEARTS TOO BLEED

LECTURAS 874
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Partes 31
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LECTURAS 874
Votos 158
Partes 31
Hora 6h 11m

betrayed collegeromance friendship heartbreak highchool hurt losthope lovehate lovetriangle onesidedlove teenfiction teenlove teenromance unrequited

How much do u love me, Alison?

So much that I can die for you, Aaron. 

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When I was little girl ,I Admired the moths every time they were drawn to the Flames .

I wondered a lot that why would someone willingly burn themselves just to feel warmth for a little while ....I thought of them as foolish and naive 

I never realized their desperation ,Their thirst ,Their Fate
Not until I met him ,

The AARON BLACKHELL 

Owner of the most chilling shades of Ocean blue Eyes , 
A Man who wielded his words like a sword , 
And Owned the football ground like he is the king 
He came to my School ,in my Life like a gentle storm , Only to create Destruction in Mine 
He didn't ask for the throne ,He carved it with his silent Authority
He didn't Ask for Attention either but it was still served to him on a golden platter ... 
Fame and fear was his by default  

The thing is I should have never cared About the Rumours , Should have never acknowledged those Hushed whispers which wrote my fate long before our eyes meet . I Shouldn't have become the Moth I once laughed at  .....But I did ...

I fell for him ,Deep ...
He did too , He fell in love Too ,Even Harder  than I intended...
Just not with me 
He fell in love with ........................................HER ~~

They didn't joke when they called him '' Siren of ruin ''
His Love ruined  Me 
And I Finally realized that 

HEARTS TOO BLEED !!!Todos los derechos reservados

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