Thin Line. Dirty z.m FF
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Last published Sat, Aug 8, 2015
He pressed his body against mine, his foot sliding between my two. I let my hands slide down his chest to his abs, feeling the dips through his shirt.
"You want me." I countered. I found myself hoping that the hardness lightly pressing into my thigh wasn't his wallet or mobile.He looked down at me, his hot breath fanning across my face.
"So what if I do?"
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Zayn and Laura have always hated each other.
Ever since Zayn told Laura that she wasn't allowed to be near him; causing Laura to spite-fully push him into a puddle when they were kids.
After all, there is a thin line between love and hate.
* Rated R *
•NOT suitable for younger audiences as this contains a lot of: strong language, smoking, partying, explicit and sexual content etc.•
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