Forbidden Smiles

Forbidden Smiles

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Lyndsey is your average sixteen-year-old emo. She has to move from London to New York and is struggling to adjust to the New Yorker life style. From being late to school to forgetting how to get home, Lyndsey just doesn't think New York is for her and tries to convince her family to move back to 'Rainy old London'. After getting lost on a cold snowy night she asks a group of teenage boys for directions to her street, but little dose she know they're following close behind. As she turns the corner she runs into one of the most popular guys from her school, but unknown to Lyndsey she has caught his eye. He walks her home and slips his phone number into the pocket of her jacket. His name... Kellin Quinn. Yo! this is a little out of my comfort zone, I usually write horror books so sorry if this is a bit crap. See you in the torture that will most likely end up being this book! (most of this will be written on my tablet, but I'll correct it all on the computer later. Boi boi)
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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