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Molloy’s tears were on me.
IM KMS
“I fucking love you, Aoife Molloy,” I repeated, focusing on an oil stain on the back wall of the garage. “I always will.” “Then take it back.” “I can’t.” I shook my head, feeling like my heart was splitting clean down the center. “I’m not good for you.”
SOBBING
“Let me guess,” I interrupted, amused. “You’re fucking Biggs, and he won’t commit, so you’ve gone off with one of the lads on his team to get back at him?”
Oh?
“You’re thinking I’m a horrible snake to even consider going there with another girl’s fella, but you have no idea what’s really going on,” she mumbled, red-faced. “It’s really, really complicated. And messy.” She exhaled a ragged breath before muttering, “And a million other things.”
My angel lizzie :((
“She’s probably one of the sweetest girls that you’ll ever meet.”
Mhm sure..
“You’re honestly trying to tell me that those two aren’t in love?” “I never said they weren’t in love.” Chuckling, she added, “Only that they’re not together.”
Crazy
“Don’t be so naive, Katie. There’s nothing innocent about that Mischa Barton wannabe.”
BRUH
“You,” Casey hissed, pointing a finger between us, “and this little slut.”
Oh wow
“I don’t know how you feel anymore.” “In love,” I bit out. “With you.” “Don’t…” “Nothing’s changed for me, Molloy,” I interrupted, needing her to know. “Nothing.”
IM GONNA CRY :((
While the rest of his friends had long since abandoned their girlfriends and dates, Gibsie hadn’t taken more than three steps away from Claire all night.
Awww that's cute
Our eyes met, green on green, and he winked at me from across the room. And just like that, I was ruined.
IM SICKKKK
“You can’t tell me what to do, Joe,” I growled, feeling a combination of drunk and dizzy. “You don’t own me.” “Well, that’s bad fucking luck on my account, because you sure as shit own me!” Drunk or not, his words hit me like a wrecking ball to the chest. Feeling the air whoosh from my lungs, I glared up at him, feeling a torrent of emotions crashing through me. “Why would you say that to me?” “Because it’s the truth.” “Since when?” “Since I was twelve.”
OH MY FUCKING GOD..
