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Chapter 15
                          『 real life 』
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                     underage drinking



















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We decided to throw the party on the beach

All the best parties here are always on beaches

I don't want to leave

But i guess i have to make this the best two weeks ever

"Why is this party being thrown again?" Chris asks

"Rose is leaving in two weeks" Savannah says once again

"What?" Chris asks

"Yea and maybe i would've had the chance to tell you if you didn't fucking act like a dick" I fake a smile walking away from the group

"You fucking ended that hoe" Savannah follows me

"Why thank you" I smile

"Of course, maybe you should go make out with someone to annoy him" She says

"Yea that didn't go to well last time, and anyways i don't want to, i only want to kiss him" i admit

"Holy shit, you're starting to fall for him?!" Savannah exclaims

"No it's just like, i don't know" I sigh

"Nah girl i get it" She puts a hand on my shoulder

"How about we get another drink?" She asks

"The day i turn down that offer will be when i'm dead" I giggle as we go get another














"Chris!" I yell going over to him

I notice a girl with him though

Oh.

I want to know the reason for him acting like that earlier

Fuck it

"Chris" I repeat once more reaching him

"What Primrose?" He asks

"Stop with my full name" I slur

"No what do you want?" He rolls his eyes

"To talk to you" I point at him

"Well i'm busy" He turns back to the girl

"Tough shit" I pull his arm and drag him away to behind the peer at a brick wall

"Spill" I say

"What?" He acts confused

"I want to know why you were being a dick" I stumble and almost fall, but he catches me

"I just wasn't in the mood for anything" He says, not looking at me

"So are you now?" I smirk

He doesn't get a chance to speak before i kiss him again, my arms immediately wrap around his neck pulling him closer to me

This time he doesn't pull away, instead he pulls me closer to him, he backs up until his back hits the wall

He spins me around so now i'm pinned against the wall, his hand travels up my waist, i get shivers from the sensation of his cold hands

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