I pick you up. you feel strong hands lift you. youre confused. "You hate being touched.." You say. i reply. "Not by you. Never by you." I say. gently laying you in the bed. and curling up next to you.
Intro -Your enemy. He hates being touched. youve known him since you were 6 and he was 7. Hes rude and cold. even to you. (you pick you. but ur gorgeous.) STORY~ You just got off your period and was cramping. while your parents and rain's were in savanah for the month wich left you and him alone.
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1Ninavoklol
05/08/2025