Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless Romantic

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He came close... shit close, close so bloody close .. Dammit I lost ... I freaking lost. I hate losing ... He came close well what was he doing? He saw me, game over right? But he continued to come close OKAY what ? I felt uncomfortable. I really could hear my heart beat in my ears . That pang in my stomach, my hands were sweaty , my heart skipped beats. Shit! I was going to die. No! No freaking way! I can't die so soon... Wait what am I thinking ? Focus blue .... Focus.. He came soo close I could really breath him. He smelled of fresh mint.. My stomach groaned thank god not too loudly.. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Got you !" In the raspiest and not to mention sexiest voice. What what am I thinking? I cannot fall for him. no way! I wont ... He then nuzzled his nose in my neck, my breath hitched. My legs wobbled like the were made of jelly I wasn't falling for him! NO ! He cant do that stuff to me. He cant break the walls I put up so easily.. I don't understand why I feel so different when I am with him. NO WAY BLUE !! He is a still a jerk right... I didn't have a boyfriend ever .I am a geek and introvert and he is the bad boy. He is Mr. Flirty and I am Hopeless Romantic
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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