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Never Too Late For Love

Never Too Late For Love

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 7, 2018
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Romance
"So call out my name, girl call out my name when I kiss you so gently!" Ansel sung the lyrics at the top of his voice, gaining attention from a lot of people. I blushed profusely at his little stunt to embarrass me. But nonetheless I threw a comeback at the top of my voice, "I HAVE A BOYFRIEND, ANSEL." People snickered at him. I saw a slight tinge of pink on his cheeks. Ha! Two can play this game Ansel. Suddenly, he came closer to me pulled me towards him and smacked his lips on mine. And that Ladies and Gentleman is how Illeana William's first kiss was taken away by a boy who she just met on the London Airport and within a span of 6 hours she did things which she had never done before including kissing in front of a large crowd. Read the story to know what happens in the lives of two completely polar opposite people who meet at the airport and then promises to never see each other's face ever in their life but destiny has some other things planned for them.
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You have your typical 16 year old, and then you have Destiny. What happens when Destiny meets Tyler? Is it just another cliche? Or is there something real here that will bring tears? The fact that Tyler is a guy is making me nervous, and the added fact that he uses girls just to get into their pants isn't helping either. "Hey," he smirked (again), "Okay buttercup, straight to business. How about our baby's name be Chloe?" I was nodding along with when I realized that he called me something other than my name. "Buttercup?" I frowned, "I don't know if you realize this or not, but I have a name," I said quietly. "Yeah I know and its Destiny, but I prefer buttercup" he says, still smirking. "Well I don't, so cut it out. My name is Destiny, and you shall call me Destiny," I said firmly. "We'll that's not your decision now is it?" I spluttered. The nerve of that boy! "Actually it is and I would prefer you to not call me buttercup. It's Destiny!" I snapped. "Alright alright, don't get your panties in a twist, buttercup," he said slyly. "Destiny," I said with gritted teeth, "That's my name, not buttercup," I shuddered. "Uh-huh, whatever you say, buttercup," he shrugged indifferently. I sighed in frustration. This is going nowhere. "Whatever," I muttered before turning to look at the (still) smirking boy. Doesn't he ever get tired of it?

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