The Diary of My Non-Exsisting Love Life

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A/N: Hey guys :) this is another story i'm writing and i hope u love it!!!!

Tell me wat ya think, and enjoy :)

-Aishia

 Prologue-

I knew it the first time I saw him that I liked him.

But as the day continued, I knew I would fall, and fall hard.

I knew it.

The way he walked, talked, smiled, and smirked. I loved it, and when he talked his voice soo velvety, and mesmerizing.

I couldn’t get enough.

Here we are 2 months later, and I hate myself, I hate myself with a passion for falling in love with him.

He’s 15 and I’m 13.

So yup you guessed it right, right on point.

He see’s me as a child, or little girl.

I curse my heart my heart for being so stupid.

I curse my heart because every time we are around, my heart skips a beat, and his hands makes contact to my skin or mine to his, sparks fly up my arm and I can feel the tingles of electricity as I pull my hand away.

And when our eyes meet my heartbeat accelerates.

Call this cliché but, this is the Diary of My Non-Existing Love Life.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 26, 2011 ⏰

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