Curse

Curse

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"What do you want Asshole?!"I said and glared at him.He just smiled like an idiot at me."I don't want anything.Is it wrong to look at someone beautiful like you?"he grinned.I just rolled my eyes and huff. "I already know your stupid tricks asshole! You just wanna make me fall in love with you and then you dumb me just like other girls but I'm not gonna let you do that!"I said and turned to the teachers back. "You really something sweety~ I love that kind of girl"he said.I just rolled my eyes and tried to ignored him."I wonder why someone beautiful like you doesn't have a friends.I think because you're being cold to everyone.That so pity of you"he said and fake cry.I wanted to burst all my anger at him but I can't..I sighed."Then,don't bother me if you think I'm cold hearted and plus I don't need what so call 'friends'!"I said.He just laughed at me and smiled.I ignored him completely and focused on teacher. I really want a friends.... And feel of love... But I can't....
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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