Love, Is What's Forbidden

Love, Is What's Forbidden

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"I don't know why I'm paired up with you", Sam says refusing to look up from her book. "You think this is fun for me?! Trust me I'm more confused about this than you are", Michael says refusing to look at what might ruin his reputation of being a baddass-jock everybody thinks he is. A couple minutes pass for what serms to be forever and Sam finally decided to look up. Michael catches her gaxr anf kneels down to her level, "what kind of book are you reading?", he puts his hand on hers and she snatches it away. "It's the type of books with words in it", she says sarcastically. "Seriously what's your problem? Every time i try and talk to you, you're acting like a snob". She looks at him in the eyes then looks away, "I'm trying ti stay away from boys like you that's all". He gets up and leans against the wall, "I'm not like those other guys". She rises to his level, "oh really?... Then what type of guy are you?"
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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