“What are you afraid of?” I asked again. “I thought you said I was afraid of nothing once,” he threw back. “I did.” Aiden shifted slightly and his thumb caressed the curve of my cheek. “I’m afraid of something.” “What?” I whispered. He drew in a deep, shuddering breath. “I’m afraid of never being allowed to feel what I do.” *SQUEALS UNCONTROLLABLY* Omg I think I just died. Me too Aiden, me too. Ultimate ship.
— Dec 05, 2014 01:26PM
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