Tinder. || Max Whitlock

Tinder. || Max Whitlock

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"Do you want to know what the funny thing is?" he questioned. His friend nodded his head, however not really caring. "I actually thought it could work," he chuckled bitterly. "I actually thought that after all this was over," he waved his hand through the air, showing what he meant, "that me and her would still be..." sooo, I've decided to start a Max Whitlock fanfiction as I sort of adore him after the olympics. I'm Whitlock trash, somebody save me.
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Okay so maybe I shouldn't have made a bet with the devil himself I thought as I looked at the pool. My hands were covering my intimate parts, though that didn't hide much. "Jump." the devil said. "You lost babe." He wiggled his eyebrows. From where he was in the pool he looked far away. But he was a fast swimmer. I just knew he'd reach me in a heartbeat. I took a deep breathe and jumped. And maybe it was the alcohol that influenced me that night. But I do know that- I freezed my ass off. ××In need of serious editing.×× Started Aug 2012

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