Live & Love Life (Paused)

Live & Love Life (Paused)

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Alexis has always been the shy girl. The one who wants to find love like in fairytales. The one who might find love and not even know it. Her fairytale love won't be a fairytale at all. Might quite be the opposite or far from a fairytale. She wants it to be like a fairytale with it being all perfect and her prince will always find her but little does she know that things just may interfiere. "I won't ever leave you I'm always here"he said as he kisses my forehead and grabs me into a hug "I know you won't and I love you for that" I said back hoping he could stay with me. " I love you too Alexis and you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." My heart jumped out when we stopping hug and he walked towards the gates.
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A seemingly ordinary high school girl prefers to stay under the radar, blending into the background of her small-town world. But everything changes when the last person she ever expected-a boy with his own complicated story-starts paying attention to her in ways she never imagined. What begins as a quiet connection soon evolves into something that challenges their perceptions of love, life, and themselves. I hope you guys like it. ~Tess~💙 ✧⁠*⁠。 Then, slowly, he leaned in again, placing soft kisses along my neck. His lips were warm, sending shivers down my spine. One of his hands glided up my thigh, stopping to rest on my hip. His breathing grew heavier, matching mine. "You always have a sweet scent when I'm near you," he murmured against my skin. "Like vanilla and cinnamon." His teeth grazed a sensitive spot on my neck, and I hummed involuntarily. My legs pressed together, trying to stifle the ache building between them. He was making me feel things I hadn't felt before-things I wasn't sure I could control. "I should-" I started, my voice faltering as I tried to regain control. "I should get you something to sober up." I quickly slipped off the table, putting space between us, but he was faster. His hand caught my wrist, and before I knew it, he had me pinned against the wall. "So?" His voice was low, almost a growl. "Must I always stay sober? I don't want anything... just you."

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