Loving What's Not Mine

Loving What's Not Mine

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"I don't want to get to close to you" I said with a sad voice starting at the ground "What,Why" he asked me as he moved my hair out of my face "Because im scary that you will just leave me and the twins just like he did, and i dont what them to be hurt" i told him "Oakley I will then hurt you or twins, those two have grown on me" he said back with a smile on his face "And I will not leave you or twins, I am not him Oakley ok" he said and pulled me closer and kissed me. "I love you" I said and then slapped my hands over my mouth with wide eyes "I love you too" he is back I just smile and kissed him again ********************************************** September 24th is when i had my Son and Daughter I Oakley was pregnant at the age of 15 when i found out my boyfriend left me and said that he was to young to be a dad and im like no shit dumdass. I am now 17 and my Son and Daughter are almost 2 years old they have started to talk and walk and school has started up again but this time I don't have to do it online. I Wesley grey is the bad boy of Easthigh i sleep with girls that begg and and rides and motorbike and i never fall in love I have two sisters and one brother one is 24 and as two kids and I have a little sister that is only 6 and a brother that is 9 i live with my mum I don't know and don't care where my stepdad is.
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Underage

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

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