Potential Love (BWWM)

Potential Love (BWWM)

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Two young people that have looked passed each other for years finally take a glance at one another. A peak. Or a few long stares while the other wasn't looking. "In physics when momentum builds up it stores energy in an object when it reaches its highest point, and that energy is called potential energy right?" "Yeah something like that." I furrowed my brows to understand where she was going with this and what it had to do with him. "Well I think it's time for you guys to roll that ball down the hill and turn it into some kinetic energy. Because it's getting hot and heavy in here with all this sexual frictions." She smiled to herself at her references to physics. "One there is no sexual friction and two we graduated like a year ago so stop." I glanced back over at him again one last time before packing up my stuff. His lips were still a hot pink from the weather and I bit my lip in deep thought. What do they taste like?
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"What's a sweet woman like you doing here all by herself?" His voice is low and raspy, it's hot. He reaches down and tucks a strand of my hair behind my left ear, waiting for my reply. "I'm not sweet. Go back to your table." I tell him firmly. A glimmer of shock passes over his eyes, it's probably the first time he's been rejected. "Playing hard to get, I like it. I don't follow instructions though." he tilts his head as he speaks. "You're a tough shell to crack, I don't know how to read you." "Maybe that's because I don't want you to read me, maybe my pages are better off hidden." I respond, keeping him on his toes and being completely honest. // Maddison Levine and Harry Styles met one night at a grungy bar, she knows he's too pure for her. She turns him down using every last piece of self restraint she has, she can't have him. But Harry doesn't play by the rules, he knows what he wants and he'll get her at any costs; only he doesn't realise how exactly how much she will cost...

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