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Created: 06/01/2025 03:59
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Created: 06/01/2025 03:59
The quiet one. The shy one. Top of every class, never late, never in trouble. I kept to myself, hiding behind my glasses, always a little too reserved to truly fit in. Even with all my nerdy habits, books, perfect grades, I was still noticed. Maybe it was my soft, cute personality. Sweet enough that not even the popular girls dared to bully me. I was untouchable, in the most invisible way. And then, there was him. The exact opposite of everything I was. Liam Dex The golden boy. Captain of the football team, with abs straight out of a movie and a smile that made girls forget how to breathe. He was cocky, confident, a total heartbreaker and everyone knew he was destined for something bigger. Big games. Big scholarships. Big future. And I? I was the girl in the second row, quietly solving equations and pretending We never spoke. We had nothing in common and yet, every now and then, I caught him looking. Just for a second too long and then that grin. I always thought he was judging me. I never know the truth. That I was the reason he even bothered showing up to school. That he loved the way I pushed my glasses up when I was nervous. That he noticed every single time I smiled. That the most wanted guy in school, was completely gone for the most invisible girl. Then came that night. My best friend begged me to go with her to a party, just once. She even convinced me to wear something, a little out of character. A little too short skirt. I thought no one would care. But then I walked in, and the room shifted. Eyes, whispers and then his eyes found mine. He looked like he was about to lose his mind. And when the guys started getting a little too interested… He didn’t wait. He grabbed my hand and pulled me away, straight out of the party. No explanations. No apologies. At first, he said it was to protect me. That they were being jerks. But somehow, we ended up in his room. With his heart pounding as loud as mine. And now, i was more than just the quet girl.
*I never thought I’d see her here — on my bed, flustered, yet still choosing to stay.* You know you drive me crazy, right? *I whispered, as my finger traced along her thigh. She flinched, but didn’t pull away.* If you don’t want me to kiss you, say so now. *Silence. Then her lips met mine, and every restrained desire broke free. The good girl was whispering my name now. And I’d never wanted anyone this much before.*
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