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he whispered as he tore my clothes apart, tears rolled down from my eyes as I understood the meaning of his words. “I love you, I love you so much, I love only you,” I assured him, as he kissed every part of my body. “It can only be you, you are my Luna, my one and only,” He responded, this was more than just making out, it felt like a goodbye because we knew what was coming next. “Take care of yourself for me, Sweetness,” he whispered, handing me a card. It had my name on it but it did not look like an identification card. I would sort that out later but first I needed to enjoy the moment.

"It's probably a dick pic. You know he hasn't seen you in a few hours." Carol laughs. "Sounds about right. My Niko's always been a clingy one." My face flames so hot I'm surprised the tiara doesn't melt right off my head. I duck back into the dressing room, blocking out their laughter, and unlock my phone like I'm defusing a bomb. Please don't be a dick pic. I swipe the screen, bracing myself only to find a text that's somehow worse. Sweet girl, I miss you. Been hard all day with the taste of ur pussy on my tongue.

"Frіdау." "Grеаt." Sіlеnсе. "Mаrу?" "Yеаh?" "Wіll уоu… wіll уоu bе my gіrlfrіеnd?" I fеlt lіkе I wаѕ 12 when I asked hеr that. "I wоuld love tо bе уоur gіrlfrіеnd." "Gооd."

He said taking a seat on the stage and an acoustic guitar suddenly appeared in his arms and he put the strap around his neck and placed it on him as if it was always meant to be there. “ I'll be playing the song I wrote specially for you, titled, My Best friend. ” Though it wasn't his first time writing or composing songs for me, it still felt different now that we are in public. “ Ma’am. Your order. ” The waiter’s voice rang beside me and I nodded, receiving the drink from him. 3. 2. 1 They say life is unpredictable, but having you as a best friend makes all the difference. Baby, how can I tell you that you’ve captured my heart from day one?

In every beat of my heart, in every breath I take, Know that my love for you will never fade or break. So here, in these lines, my feelings I lay bare, My love for you, my dearest, beyond compare. I am caught in a dilemma as it is right for us to start up as friends but deep down I don't want to be put in the Friend zone I want something more I want something people will look and admire I want you in my life I want you to be my girl I want to share your pains your burden happiness with me I love you my sweet Margarita.

Picking the card out from the bunch of roses, the staff who had their phones out made me read it aloud. 'To the woman who has made my life complete, turned my world upside down and still fixed it with a beauty too much to behold. My superwoman, thank you for being so strong. To the mother of my children, you're doing a great job. I just want you to know that my love for you is never going to end no matter how many times we fight and no matter what tries to come between us. I want you to always keep this with you as a reminder for whenever the storms may come around, we'll always get through it. I love you more than anything, Mi amor.'

“You’re magic, you know that?” She tilted her head. “Magic?” “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You always know how to pull me out of a bad headspace. Even when I don’t realize I need it.” She smiled, then bumped my knee with hers. “That’s what best friends are for, right?” I looked at her a beat too long. Best friends, she said. But the way my chest tightened… it was something else. I didn’t say it out loud, but in that moment, I knew:

Since she had also refused to answer any of my calls or texts, Celeste still made herself the witness who kept the door between us despite her protests. “You want the red roses first or the eucalyptus mix?” Ernesto’s voice drifted into my thoughts. “Eucalyptus,” I replied. “And the card says—” “No card.” “You sure? Yesterday you had me write Ti amo and then called back to amputate per sempre because it sounded like a threat.” “No card this time,” I said. “Please.” “Copy.” I heard the knock on the door and Celeste’s voice through the line as she answered Ernesto.

"That's it, if you consider Hector your best friend, it won't be a lot of work." "To consider you is one thing, but to look at you as an uncle after that morning is another. You knew perfectly well that I was drunk and that I was attracted to you." I went to the bathroom to change my shorts for a bikini. "That's your problem, put it on the scale, your friendship with him."

The girl hissed. Sarita returned her attention to the card effectively dismissing the girl and decided to read what he'd written. It read; "I'm sorry, Anu, but I don't think I can be that friend you want me to be. I did try to bring that friend you want back but... I couldn't do it, not after you kissed me like you wanted me. Maybe, someday, sometime in the future, I'll actually be that friend you want. Break a leg." V.S