I need you.

I need you.

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Alaina Waldore is the ultimate good girl. Good personality, good grades in school. Whatever it is, she always finds a way to fix it and make it better. She likes to help people fix their problems because she knows how bad it feels to be broken. Asher Davis is the complete opposite. He's though and hard, hates happy people, and will fight anyone that messes with him. But truly inside, he is only a broken guy who just needs someone. He's been through so much but keeps it all in and never lets it out. What happens when a crazy friday night at a party completely changes their lives. AN// please give this story a chance. It has a strong meaning to it and a deep love story that will leave you wanting more.
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