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    Keep Me – (Chapter: (3) progress)

    She’s cupping both my cheeks now before looking me dead in the eye.

    "Because, you obviously don’t care about the damage you do, have done and will do to yourself. So I thought, maybe if you see the pain that seeing you do this to yourself did, does and will inflict on me you would finally start to care…"

    After looking me dead in the eyes and seeing that I’m simply not budging,"huh, guess not."

    She turns and I grab her wrist.

    "Look, its not gonna change overnight….I..I’m not gunna change overnight….I’ll try though. Just don’t leave me….don’t be like everyone else. I need you……"

    "I could never"

    She bows her head for a moment, her jet-black hair shielding her face from my view before raising her head searching my face for what, I couldn’t tell you, before whispering.

    "Promise me?"

    I nod slightly, "I promise"
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    The next night

    "Like a date!?!"

    I scream skeptically, looking at Aiden after he hands me the grand I just easily won in about 20 minutes while asking me to dinner. "Just me and you" my ass! I’d jump off a roof before going there again.

    "Yea Ash, like a date."

    I study him curiously, giving him a calculated look before sighing dramatically, "Aiden, I’m gay….why can’t you just respect that. You have to accept that what we had, what ever that was, is no longer here and move on. Your like my best friend and I hate rejecting you but we…will…never……work. I don’t want to lose you."

    The last part I whispered, the thought of not having Aiden in my life was unfathomable. But if he kept this up, that would soon become a reality.

    Out of nowhere I can hear the crowd go into an up roar. I’m pretty sure I was in the last race of the night so I was definetly confused. I look at Aiden to see a smirk on his face as he looks over my shoulder. I turn to see the last person I would have ever expected to be standing behind me.

    Blue
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    There she is, the gorgeous brunet who’s eyes have been plaguing my thoughts. Figures Paula ends up being the only thing to rid this beautiful creature from my dreams.

    Any-who…she has her back to me, but when she sees the slime ball Aiden’s smirk she turns around making our faces only inches apart. Our bodies way closer, touching even. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Aiden’s smirk fall.

    Interesting

    I take a step back, smirking the whole time as I keep our eye contact.

    "Sean, pass me the money…time to enter this tournament shit these yankees have set up"
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    "Sean, pass me the money…time to enter this tournament shit these yankees have set up"
    He said, all the while still staring into my eyes. His smirk was….infuriating. Yet it held such softness and confidence. And his voice, god I didn’t know he was from the UK. But I did learn something new from hearing the voice behind the face of the infamous Blue. And if it wasn’t the voice it was definetly the some what incriminating evidence from when we were pushed up against each other when I turned around.

    He was no way in hell a ‘he’

     

     

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