Look At Me Like I Look At Pizza

Look At Me Like I Look At Pizza

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I have this massive crush on this cute, funny, smart, talented guy. *Gag* Ik super cheesy not me if you know me but I'm shy, distant, comes off a bit cold too until you know me. If you do you know I'm happy, sarcastic, funny embarrassing type, tries to make your day. Basically I'm a psychotic person but I can be chill rarely though. To begin our little story I will tell you the day I did something I never thought I'd do in my entire life. A/N: So this is kinda my second imagine/story I'm pretty bad at writing but I love it anyway.... So this might be a short story or long if I can keep it going*fingers crossed* Your name:Y/N Crush name:C/N Best Friend Name:B/F/N
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Destined

I sat in the library. There was not a single person in sight. There was just complete, suffocating silence. Then the silence shattered when I heard loud footsteps. Each step got louder and louder. I looked up and saw . . . Max. He stood right before of me. His hair held in a slick quiff and his beautiful lips curved in a grin. My heart started to beat rapidly. I watched him hopelessly as he bent down, towards me, near me. His face inches away from me. I could feel his cold breath on my face. "You still love me, don't you?" He asked in his deep voice. The answer was yes, I did love him. . . but I can't tell him that. I don't want him to repeat all the things he did to me. I don't want him to make me cry for hours. But will he love me for real this time if I forgive him? If I don't forgive him, will I ever forget him? Will I ever be able to give love a second chance? "Okay, I admit that the description was horrendous. But please don't let the description prevent you from reading this, please give this story a try. Please?"

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