Let It Go

Let It Go

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WpMetadataNoticeNaposledy publikováno úte, říj 15, 2013
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Romantika
This is a songfic (story based on a song) based on "Let It Go" by The Neighbourhood. Julia thought she was living the dream, a boyfriend, friends, and just generally a nice life. But that all changed when Xavier broke up with her in front of the whole school. Will Julia ever be able to cope with the pain of losing her first love? With her best friend Jesse (a boy) at her side, just maybe, she can let it all go. (Original cover from favim.com)
Všechna práva vyhrazena
Připoj se k největší komunitě vypravěčůZískej personalizovaná doporučení příběhů, ukládej si oblíbené do své knihovny a komentováním i hlasováním buduj komunitu.
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  • Anneliese
  • Mr Possessive ✅
  • Always | ✓
  • 𝓤𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻 [√]
  • Up and Down
  • Deep End
  • Falling into Place
  • Low
  • Butterflies(femxstud)
  • Unexpected Love [GXG]
Anneliese

Anneliese tried her hardest to be outgoing, her empathetic heart guiding her through every encounter. She is a young woman who has struggled finding a safe place to express herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He is direct and prefers to keep to himself, but if he has to smooth talk a young woman to get to his end goal, he will. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 & 2026 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

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