Cured? (sequel to Is he my cure?) [Completed]

Cured? (sequel to Is he my cure?) [Completed]

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He cured me. Kian Lawley actually cured me. Kian, Jc, Parker, and her cousin Leah all take their one month trip. There trip, like most, doesn't go exactly as planned. With fans finding them a lot, and some memories coming back. Will the trip be worth it? Will they all get what they want from it? A little while after their trip school starts, but an unexpected surprise comes their way. Will this surprise break their bond or will it grow stronger? ---- "I'd choose you. Every goddamn time." He says in all seriousness, which makes me grin and the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. He smiles at me his eyes showing the truth in his words. With that smile and looking into his hypnotizing eyes I feel myself fall harder for him. He leans in. His lips claim mine causing me to gasp, but that just gives him what he wants. His arms wrap around my waist bringing me closer, and mine wrap around his neck. This boy is my everything, and I think he knows that.
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No one has been able to help me, and yet they try so hard. After I lost my family on a boating accident I spiraled. I went mute not talking to anyone and shutting everyone out. They tried to get me help though I was brought to a bunch of different therapists. I wouldn't talk at all until one gained my trust. She was so patient and I started writing, still not wanting to talk. I was sent to a special place for us troubled kids, and I met him. He wouldn't leave me alone until I started writing to him. The weird thing is he got me to talk and kind of come out of my shell. His name was Kian Lawley. He saved me from my deep hole, pulling me out little by little. He was my cure. (All rights reserved)

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