𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭
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Book 1
She's perfect. Perfect family. Perfect friends. Perfect life.
That's what the people believe.
That every celebrity is perfect, when in reali...
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"Bella. Bella?" I nudge her shoulder. "Will you answer me?" I've officially gotten the silent treatment. "Bella?" I sigh, "Bella, I'm so incredibly sorry for being the hottest, most funniest, most amazing person ever."
For just a moment I get to see that beautiful smile I've been missing. "So you are listening to me?" I nudge her again. "No." She turns so her back is facing me again. "You're really bad at pretending to hate me." I tell her.
My arms snake around her waist as I stand up, holding her just high enough that she can't touch the floor. Her laughter fills the space around us as she squirms, trying to get away.
"Listening yet?" I whisper into her ear. She stills, "...no." I shake my head. Only my Bella.
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"Listening yet?" His husky voice gives me goosebumps. And although he has me head over heels for him, I'm not letting him win this argument. "...no."
I'm not sure if he's doing this to get on my nerves or if he just genuinely doesn't want to tell me. But I'm 98% sure that what's going on with Leonardo isn't as bad as what he's building it up to be.
"Bella," he groans. "Are you really going to make me beg?" "Yes." This might be mean. But, Leonardo is the one who broke a promise. "Fucking hell."
"Bella, I'm so sorry for trying to care about you. It will most definitely happen again. Now talk to me before I throw us off the roof." Leonardo says. "Well wasn't that charming."
"Yeah, yeah, shut up." Rude. "That's a fast switch for someone who was just begging for me to speak." Leonardo looks at me. "I'm about to revoke that statement."
"Isn't that upsetting." Leonardo puts me down, a bitchy look on his face. What if I knee him in the balls? "Bella, whatever you're thinking, don't do it." Excuse me? "I wasn't thinking about anything."
