•CRUSH• F.L

•CRUSH• F.L

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Lo miro desde lejos, como siempre, algunas veces siento como si me observara, otras siento como si no fuera nada para el. Seamos realistas, ¿Cómo alguien como el se fijaría en alguien como yo? Freddy Leyva, el chico simplemente perfecto en todos sus sentidos. Siempre me preguntan, Si tanto te gusta, ¿porque no te acercas a el? Es porque simplemente no puedo, cada vez que estoy cerca de el mis manos comienzan a sudar y mis nervios aumenta un 200% Aun así, pase lo que pase... Siempre será mi Crush. Historia Original. Protegida bajo derechos del autor. Queda prohibida la adaptacion, translación (total o parcial) y/o traducción de esta historia.
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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