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she asked staring at the place amazingly. "Well, I booked the whole building just for the two of us". he said and Maya was surprised, soon the waiter came to take their orders " You are really unbelievable". She said and Jayden smiled. "Yeah, I love being private". they chuckled then two waiters came with their orders and dished them on the table, they bowed before leaving." Let's eat". he said and they started eating, Maya was amazed by the taste."You love it?". "Yes, it tastes nice". she replied and they continued eating as they were having a conversation with each other laughing and joking around, But unknown to them a private investigator was taking pictures of their romantic moment.

"Or I could buy you coffee. How does that sound?' I nodded because I don't trust my mouth to form words. He stands up, offers me his hand, and pulls me up from the ground, and I can now see how much bigger he is than me and am a little intimidated. What if he is a serial killer? I laugh at the absurdity of worrying about being caught by a serial killer when I had just tried to off myself. "what? What's funny?" he asks me, looking puzzled, making me laugh even harder. He stares at me with increased puzzlement, and I try to compose myself. "I am trying to figure out if you are a serial killer…" he looks amused, but then he holds my hand, pulls me close, and starts walking towards the left side

“You know, I hate people who immediately assume that because two people of the opposite gender are engaged in a conversation, that there is some kind of romantic undertone that they’re typing to get across. How childish can you get? It’s probably because he’s never held a girl’s hand before. But I mean who would date someone in the Paria-Drae army.” There were many things in her statement that probably made the guard freeze. He opened his mouth and closed it as he tried to formulate words. “You probably pissed him off. Good job.” Ace rolled his eyes. “You’re saying that like you thought they were going to let us go.” “I would first like to know why you would assume that we are a part of the

Adrian and Mariquita put the stools in their places. As we all step out through the back door. Adrian exhales and stretches. “So where do you guys live?”. Mariquita asks as we walk a little. “Starlife avenue, building number nineteen”. I answer. “We stay in the third floor, apartment number fifteen. You guys can drop by sometime”. Annalia finishes and I nod my head. “Yeah, we will”. She responds. “You've got food right?”. Adrian asks. “Yeah, do you?”. Matteo repeats as he leans on Adrian's shoulder. “Just ignore the two idiots”. Mariquita says as she shoves them. I laugh shake my head. “It's okay we'd see you in school on Monday”. I say as I walk backward. “Wait, you guys can't just go like

If this all fails all I see is me being the perfect housewife and just allowing it to happen till I'm buried six feet under. “You know a lot of amazing artists come out here and get their best ideas.” a random voice quipped out of the darkness piquing my attention. Unsure of how long he had been there. I looked over to see a man over six feet tall. Perfect beard, brown eyes, and an accent I couldn’t decipher. “Didn’t your momma ever teach you to not talk to strangers?” A chuckle escaped his mouth at my comment, but he was still looking forward. “You’re about a foot shorter than me, I am sure I can take you.” He joked. He stood there in silence with me. “They say talking about your problems t

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(THE PERFECT ONE) “THE perfect one.” Nate could only clench his hands into a tight fists. While he couldn’t dare to say a word, nor argue anymore with Haruna. All after what she just said to him and the truth that they are all approaching the end. “We both may be the offspring of the prominent ones in our respective world and book, but only one of us is the perfect one.” Haruna suddenly whispers. Holding back her emotions to draw that certain regret and pain not towards Haru, but all to herself. A fact that Nate is never dumb to not read and recognize, yet he chooses to stay silent regardless of things.

It was becoming intense, and his uncle was just a door down, so I didn't think it was appropriate for us to sleep together, at least for now. He turned his tv on, running to his N*****x app, and we decided to watch The Perfect Date with Noah Centineo and Laura Marano. It's always been one of my favorites, and technically it's a chick flick, but Russell didn't mind. As long as it meant for us to cuddle up and stay together in bed, he was ok with it.

I was getting bored and I think I wanted some music. I reached for the music player and tuned it on to one of the great American Hiphops. Stefan looked at me and I smiled. "I hate the silence." I said looking away. "I do too, but I just don't know where to start the conversation." He said and I looked at him away. "Why don't you start from the place where you left me for another woman." I said and he sighed. "That was a long time ago Elena. We don't need to discuss that." He said and I smiled.

I was almost to the end when I spotted them again—the same two men, lingering near the streetlight, gesturing at me, voices low but carrying. The scarred one pointed. “There she is. Come on, she’s alone now.” My stomach dropped. I quickened my pace, eyes on the pavement, when I noticed the stranger again. He was in between two trucks like he’d been waiting, cigarette back between his fingers. He didn’t say a word, but his presence was enough. The men hesitated, looked at each other, then turned and vanished into the rain without another sound.