It's Only Me

It's Only Me

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What is love at first sight? It is an uncured disease that makes at least one of the two involved people fall madly in love with the other right before they have even spoken a word. Its a feeling you cant shake all day, even though your friends try to make you forget it. He may be the cute guy who works at the new smoothie stand, or the hottie life guard who doesnt even notice youre there. Everytime you try to get his attention, he immediately thinks "Its only you". Heres the story; Girl falls in love with heartbroken guy, suddenly he falls in love with her too and they heal eachother. The end. Sorry to get your hopes up, but that is most certainly not the case. When Alison, a highschool student just on the edge of graduating and excited for the whole life ahead of her, becomes immersed in what others think, the clock slowly ticks away before desperation clings to her skin like an ugly dress. With no boyfriend, no job, and no real sense of kindness, Ali is praying that her friendship of the "Gruesome Five" (The IT girls of highschool) will sail her ship where it needs to go. Sometimes, friendship breaks the best of hearts. Youre on your own. Its only you.
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She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~

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