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endless love

AddisonHartzman

LECTURAS 171
Votos 9
Partes 29
Hora 51m

LECTURAS 171
Votos 9
Partes 29
Hora 51m

AddisonHartzman

Contenido adulto

i woke up to Ashton jumping on top of me," get up Emma we'll be late for school." Ashton said getting off of me. " erg I just wanna sleep." I said getting up. " well ya gonna stand there or get out so I can change?" I said to Ashton. " oh ya sorry Ill be down stairs." He said closing the door on his way out.

I put my hair up in a sloppy bun and put on a pair of black leggings and a hoodie that says," pizza time is anytime" and a pair of white converse. I put on black eyeliner, neutral eye shadow, and mascara. I walked downstairs and grabbed an apple. " Ashton lets go!" I said walking out the door.

" wait for me gosh." Ashton said running next to me. " well you don't want to be late right?" I said mocking him. " I think you just wanna see calum before school starts." " hey! So what!" I said punching his arm. " ow that hurt no wonder why you made it on the varsity volleyball team." He said rubbing his arm where I punched himTodos los derechos reservados

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