as he walks past me, he pushes me into the locker & moves forward. i chase after him & try my hardest to push him to the ground, he just trips & catches himself. i roll my eyes & start to walk away, but he turns around & grabs my wrist. he spins me to face him, then i feel warm, plump lips on mine. i kiss back for a minute, then pull away. "god i hate you."
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Fanfictionhe's got that touch that makes you wanna scream his name loud enough for aliens to hear.
