It Is No Good

It Is No Good

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Apr 19, 2016
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Fifth Harmony
Eso no es bueno It is no good Darcy Elizabeth Styles una chica nerd o como todos la llama la rata de biblioteca tiene un hermano y na hermana ellos la odian a ella y ella a ellos ya que le han hecho daño sus nombres son Harry y Gemma Styles Harry tiene 8 amigos mas y Gemma otras 9 todos le hacen daño a Darcy Pero que pasara cuando ella se gente de todos ellos Quieres saber cierto pues ven y leelo y ella te contara todo Derechos reservados del autor Historia totalmente mía
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. &quot;I love you,&quot; I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. &quot;I love you more,&quot; she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. &quot;I love you most,&quot; I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. &quot;Always?&quot; She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. &quot;Forever,&quot; I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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