A Pinky Swear

A Pinky Swear

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 15, 2017
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"I hate promises. They made me believe that promises are really meant to be broken." Another tear fell from my eyes. How can I move on if I'm still holding on his promises? How can I move on if his presence still lingers on my mind and in my heart? How can I move on if the one you trusted the most are the ones who will leave you without saying any word? How can I move on if people never stop saying their promises and yet they couldn't keep it? How can I move on to his promises when he promised to come back? No matter how long I've to wait for him, I'd still love him. Maybe promises are meant to be broken but my love for him will never be shaken. This is my story. My love story with my bestfriend. That sealed with A Pinky Swear.
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I put on a show only for him in front of hundreds of people. I bring one hand up to my hair flicking them to the other side, trailing that hand down to my sternum and then my boob as I keep swaying my hips from to side, bending my knees as I lower myself a bit to the ground before sharply standing up again and slowly spinning around, circling my hips. I run my hands through the back of my hair before nailing my gaze on his eyes, slowly walking up to him. I watch him as he wets his lips before biting his plumb bottom one, eyes trailing up my body. Once I reach him, I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his hair as I press my body up against his. His hands shoot out to grab me from my lower waist, pulling me even closer to him as he pushes a leg between mine, staring into my eyes. I turn my head to the side and brush my lips against his ear before licking and biting his earlobe the same way I did at the party before whispering a few words he was dying to hear. "Take me back to your place." ---------- Theo is a 20-year-old university student with a bad temper. Letting go of the past can be a difficult thing to do but a much-needed one to move on. Love is his greatest fear, something that's so beautiful yet can be so painful at times. Can you love someone even if you fear that feeling? Daisy is a 20-year-old university student with bad romance luck so far. An ugly breakup can put you off love or it can make you more determined to find the real deal. Getting recently out of a toxic relationship, a new one is the last thing she's looking for. Can you love someone that doesn't allow themselves to be loved? A romance filled with drama, passion and love.

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