cherry :)

if anyone on here is still active pls tell me what the new best fics are im dying in a reading slump with actual books and decided to go back to my roots 
          
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My apologies for sliding into your Conversations board uninvited. I just wanted to grab your attention to my stories.
          I have started writing a new story. I hope you'll like the blurb enough to read it. I have also written other stories. 
          There is an arranged marriage romance "Billion Dollar Wedding", a High School romance "My Enemy, My Stalker", a young adult, College Romance "Unravelling Aurora", and mafia romances "Mafia's Captive" "Mafia and Miss Honey"and “Becoming Her Romeo”. 
          Once again, I'm sorry for intruding.  
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401045485-manifesting-the-mafia-prodigal-mafia-heirs-1

The ride home was as lively as our town's graveyard. I was glued to the door the entire time, ready to jump out the minute we got to my house or just in case he decided to bring up what Dream Hero had had no problem discussing. I clutched the door handle like it was a lifeline and prayed it wouldn't result in me jumping out of a moving car.
          
          Hero didn't seem to notice. 
          
          It was clear that his mind was somewhere else. He didn't try to talk to me like he had done back in class which was good because all that I could think about was the fact that he had friendzoned me and that he had gotten Melissa's name wrong.
          
          I wanted to correct him so bad that I just—
          
          "It's Melissa." I blurted out the minute I got out of the car. "The girl Donovan's with, her name is Melissa. Not Melinda."
          
          "Okay? Potato Tomato." was his response. He looked at my hand that was still clutching the car door before looking back at me. "Can I go now?"
          
          "It's actually," I chuckled nervously, letting go of the door. "It's, um, tomato—Potato Potato and Tomato Tomato but I get your confusion—"
          
          "Harley."
          
          "Hm?"
          
          "Close the door." He muttered and I scrambled to do just that before rushing to get inside so that I could scream into my pillow at how ridiculous I had just been."Harley." He called out once more and I screeched to a halt like an unoiled robot, waiting for him to speak.
          
          "Check your messages once in a while." He mumbled. "Otherwise exchanging numbers would be pointless, wouldn't it?"
          
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          For your next read❤️
           https://www.wattpad.com/story/377348659-Socially-Awkward 

idk if this is a freshman in uni syndrome but i miss wattpad 

i love ur bio 

hiii omg i don’t know if u still remember me but we used to talk a looooot during 2020-2022 lmaoo

heyy it’s been so long hope you’re doing okay x

hey bub been a while just checking in u good?

UMMM I JUST SAW YOU QUOTES GILMORE GIRLS AAANNNDDDD 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT U IN YOUR BIO  love that for u 

why's wattpad dead