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Waiting? Why?

Waiting? Why?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 1, 2017
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Fanfic
Football/Soccer
"Waiting?!" I was angry after he said that. Oh how I wanted to punch him. "Yes Mel. I'm waiting." He shouted at me as I walked backwards and to a wall. "Why the fuck?! What the fuck are fucking waiting for Zach?! What the fuck are you truly and honestly waiting for?!" Tears rolled down my cheeks as he stood there staring at me. "I was waiting for this," he whispered before catching my mouth with his own. Once again Zachary made me forget all the anger I had, but it wasn't enough to satisfy my heart. What are you doing me to Zachary Gessner? ____________________________________ Melissa Parry was the type of girl who would never do anything bad... Actually.... She was all bad. She would sneak off to random places, smoke, and do whatever the hell she wanted. Zachary Gessner was polite. Rich. A gentleman with gorgeous looks. He was athletic and only knew Melissa because her older brother, John, is one of his best friends. The two stumble across each other in a very interesting game of soccer. Who will win? The gorgeous, rebellious soccer jock? Or the polite, handsome and rich best friend? And I'm not talking about the soccer game.
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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