It's Kinda Complicated

It's Kinda Complicated

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"You are right so let's not be normal we can go on hating each other tomorrow"he said taking off his shirt and laying next to me in my single bed "What are you doing?"I asked "Laying next to you"he answered "And what's the fun in that?" I said and suddenly he hovered over me "You are right there's no fun in that so let me make it fun for you" and our lips met, bodies collided, clothes were ripped apart, breathing became heavy and moaning could be heard and I knew at that moment I can't go back now. She's the scary chick of high school whom people like to stay away from. He's a popular high school jock,hot one the one on whom girls swoon over. They live next to each other and hate each other with passion . their hate is the one thing keeping them sane and together. Yeah it's kinda complicated.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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