(Under Construction) With Them It's Different

(Under Construction) With Them It's Different

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There once was three little girls that didn't know what love was until a couple of boys broke there heart. That was the last thing my grandmother told me before she died. I knew that she was talking about me and my cousin but who was the third little girl. And some how what she said to me was the truth I did get my heart broken before by a guy and I promised I would never fall in love again. I didnt know if it happened to my cousin or that other girl. Until they appeared. What will happen with the secrets that are reveled death that happen and the injures that go with it,hearts that are broken, love that occurs ,the lust in between it all,and the fame that helps some people become confident, also that games that occur, and more come into this love cycle. Will Blair, Ariana, and third girl be heart broken again, or will they say they are different?
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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