Dirty Secrets | h.s.

Dirty Secrets | h.s.

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Amber Marie Green. She was a quiet, intelligent, and a very mature 17 year old. She enjoyed reading stories of any kind, and she also enjoyed writing her own. Many people looked at her as the innocent girl that hasn't done anything with any guy, but she was too cute in her collection of pleaded, short skirts. Harry Edward Styles, 23. The bad boy. The cool guy that was always smoking stubs of cigarettes. He was the hot guy a block away that every girl wanted and every guy wanted to be. He's been with many girls, Amber was sure he kept track. He was clearly sexually active and never was one to commit to any type of relationship. Amber and Harry's paths never seemed to cross, although Amber found Harry very attractive. Despite the fact that Amber was looked at as the sweet innocent virgin Mary, she had a couple of dirty secrets, including her smutty Wattpad account. "What's this?" He grabbed my phone, scrolling through the story I had been writing. Why did he have to snatch my phone? I sighed. "Nothing." I stuttered, reaching for my phone in is large hands. "Sure doesn't look like 'nothing'," he smirked, "Dirty, dirty girl." © recordings 2017
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