H is for Hot | Patrick Hockstetter fanfic

H is for Hot | Patrick Hockstetter fanfic

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"Don't worry... i have the feeling we'll disagree a lot" And oh was she right, nothing good ever comes out from powder and fuse, does it? Well that's what everyone expected, chaos, hurt, third degree burns. And in part, they weren't wrong...even the slightest spark can cause arson if intended, and that's what they needed, to burn, to collide. Lana Harroway plays our powder, calculated and analytical. seventeen,a brunette paradox with green eyes that measured everything...Always noticing all details about everyone, everyone but herself. New Jersey had been predictable. Derry? Far less so. Curiosity sometimes overruled caution, and she followed threads of thought she shouldn't. Our fuse couldn't be anybody else, no other than the impulsive, bold and blunt dark haired mess, Patrick Hockstetter. Your typical high school wreck, or at least that's what you'd expect from him, just how everyone did. He was much more than that though, and Lana would be the one to discover that spark in him first. Caution : nothing in this story is served room temperature, this is Lana and Patrick, both bold, loud, chaotic and damn hot, handle with precaution.
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