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Always

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He smirked and look at me with a challenge in his eyes and said " what are you gonna do about it?"    

"Nothing, why should I waste my time on you?" I shoot back 

"Awe...You know you love me shortie, stop denying it." He said still have that stupid smirk on his face. 
                                                     
Ugh... I'm wanna slap that smirk off his face so badly, but instead I said " first of all, why would I love you? I can't even stand you, and Second why do bullshit always come out of your mouth every time you speak? " he opens his mouth then close it.  HA...serve you right.All Rights Reserved

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