Chapter 2.
Amelia's POV
I looked around the mess that I and my best friend caused to make the best cupcake in this world.
To be honest, I didn't even know why I was doing such hard work for a stranger.
"This looks perfect!" Kylie clapped as she jumped.
I swear, one day her habit of jumping and shrieking will land us both into deep trouble.
I moved my eyes away from the mess and finally looked at my cupcakes. They looked pretty
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"So Kylie, are you coming with me to give him these cupcakes?" I asked packing them inside a gift box and decorating it
"So Kylie, are you coming with me to give him these cupcakes?" I asked packing them inside a gift box and decorating it.
"I think I'm okay here. You go and give him."
I widened my eyes and looked at her, "Well, as much as I know, it all happened because of you."
Kylie giggled nervously, "But he thinks, it's you so how does it matter?"
"You're so sick, Kylie!" I rolled my eyes and went inside my room to put on some decent clothes.
"Hey, I'm gonna choose your dress." Kylie shouted from outside.
"Kylie, I am going to my neighbor, that too the one who lives opposite to me. Anything will do for now." I casually shrugged.
"But Amelia, the first impression always makes the last impression." Kylie winked at me.
Somebody save me from this girl.
"Fine!" I groaned and sat down.
Kylie almost took 10 minutes to choose my dress. And within that 10 minutes, I completed 2 levels of Candy Crush.
God. This girl.
"This is what you're gonna wear!"
"But Kylie, that dress is one of my favorites!" I stated as I took that dress from her hands.
Amelia, you're gonna wear this and that's final." Kylie crossed her hands over her chest giving me a no-more-arguments-over-this-matter look.
"Fine." I rolled my eyes.
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My Possessive Murderer
Romance"Why are you running away from me?" He pinned me to the wall, leaving no chance of my escape. I looked down at my feet, not being able to find the courage to talk. "Amelia," The way he took my name, sent down shivers through my body. "I asked, why a...
