He's Supposed To Be mine.
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I leaned against the locker next to my own as I watched her lean up and kiss him. He wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss. All I can think is that should have been me. I looked at his perfect face and wondered why fate had to be so cruel. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to hurt me. But he is and there's nothing we can do but pretend. I slammed my locker closed and looked at them one final time. He was looking at me with a sad expression. When our eyes locked I felt tears trail down my cheeks. He's supposed to be mine. Beautiful cover by XxEnticedxX
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"This is so wrong," I whispered as his lips touched my neck. He kissed me softly and sighed against my skin. His breath tickled me, causing me to shudder against him. He pressed his body into mine, backing me into the lockers. He slowly kissed up to the corner of my lips and smiled against my skin with his hands on my hips. "But it feels so right," he whispered against my lips. *TRIGGER WARNING for domestic violence *
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