❤Fall For Me❤

❤Fall For Me❤

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'Owen is my best pal. Since we were kiddos, sleeping in one bed together has never been a big deal for both of us, even now that we're 17. We fight and argue a lot, yet we know our boundaries. But is it possible for our perspective to alter as we get older? What happens when his popularity and chick-magnet character kept him from liking a certain girl? Or was he just afraid to admit his feelings for her? Consequently, my relationship with my boyfriend, Jake Smith, is affected by my closeness with Owen. Jake gave me a choice: Either to be his girlfriend by keeping my distance from Owen or call it quits. I was not stupid. I chose the right choice. But were the consequences worth it? Teen's life? Yup, that's when we fall in love, but who? Who is the right guy? Is there a possibility that I will fall for him and for him to fall for me as well?
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Best friends are hard to come by, and it's even harder not to fall for them. Jake and I are pushing six years in our friendship, and my love for him is undeniable now. It's ironic because he was in love with me, or claimed to be, but I didn't feel the same. And, of course, we did date. For like two months, but that ended and he move on to a girl who should have been my friend. I'm still in love with him though, even though it took me forever to uncloud my mind to realize it. It's much to late to fight for it now. It's gone, and so is who he used to be. I remember when those eyes landed on me that night. I can still see the moon reflecting in those enchanting orbs of hers. I remember how her smile seemed to be brighter than the fire. I also remember how I barely said a word to her the whole night. Kayden sat with her instead, and they laughed and flirted. They ended up dating for three months before she ended it, but that night. The night before she dated my cousin, before she planned for Boston, before I met Amy, and before everything fucked up. That night I swore one day I'd call her mine, and I would never, not ever, let her slip away. Now that, my dearest friends, is real irony.

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