''Fuck off!'' I spat, venom seeping though each word, no, not seeping, drowning. My fist balled before launching towards his cheek only to be caught by him before making contact. ''I dare you to do that again,'' He whispered maliciously, his words just as poisoned as mine. My back was to the wall as his hand gripped my waist tightly, pushing me down hard onto the hard wallpapered brick. Although my strength was good it was nothing compared to him. His body was pushed up against mine also, giving him the height advantage. I hated him. Everything about him i hated. His egotistical manner to everything. That same smug look he wore every fucking were he went. And of course the fact i was completely, madly, in love with the bastard. ~ Cassie Banner, your average eighteen year old. Attitude? Hell yes. Fear? Hell no. So of course it comes as a shock when she's the only one to turn done the great Niall Horan, one fifth of One Direction, biggest boy band, whatever. Like she cares. Why should she? Its not like they care about her. Or so she thought...
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