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Wrecking Ball.
From the moment he stopped the lift for me, my heart chose him without my knowledge.
He's probably the most annoying, most selfish person I've ever met. But of all my days of loving - Lord knows I've loved, it's never felt this way before. Not with Tristan, not with Luke. Not with anyone.
I've read stories and watched movies about how perfect that moment you meet him is supposed to be. I've always imagined how magical the moment would be for me too, because well, that's the picture that's always been painted. How you'll know when he's the one by how perfect the moment will be.
My first experience with him was the complete opposite of that. On the first day I met him, he spilled a very hot, hot chocolate on my chest. He also got me in
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