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Why's he always doing this to me. I always stop thinking each time he's around me. It's like my brain just stop working automatically. He loves me and I love him too. But then I remembered what he is. Gray kisses me. I didn't kiss back at first. He wraps his hands around my waist and presses me gently against the wall. I hopelessly wrap my arms around his neck and kiss back. Maybe I shouldn't be kissing back right now.

I should be thinking about the mess he's trying to get me involved with. And if I don't back out now, then I can't back out anytime soon. I stop kissing him. He stays still with his hands around my waist. I raise my hand and place my hand on his face. His eyes peel apart and they look into mine.

" We need to talk." I say. He sighs and looks at me for seconds before nodding.

He lets go of me and tucks his hands in his jacket.

" Ask whatever thing you wanna ask , I'll tell the truth."

I nod and cross my arms