She let him hold onto her, his hands bruising her arms, her lips parting on a sharp, painful gasp. It wasn't because he said he liked her too, and it wasn't because he said he wouldn't let her go. Maybe there was just something about the nearly rabid determination in his eyes that churned her stomach in both fear and excitement, that made the words feel real. Elle leaned in a little closer, her lips twisted into a sneer. "How romantic. It doesn't change the fact that you're being stupid."
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Date: 2010-01-07 06:24 am (UTC)