Wounding The Player

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"Come on! I won't look while you undress." Aaron reasoned, pulling me to look at him. I sighed, folding my arms, feeling suddenly self conscious. "It's not just that. I'll feel... uncomfortable." Aaron's eyebrows furrowed at this. "Why?" He questioned. I shook my head, dismissing him. "You won't understand." I said, walking away. He walked after me. "Understand what?" "Nothing." I huffed, walking faster. Aaron sighed heavily. "Why do all girls say 'nothing'? It's obviously something." He groaned. He walked faster, grabbing my arm. "What is it?" I stopped in my movements, a downcast look on my face. "I said nothing." I murmured quietly. "Please." Aaron spoke with a gentle tone. I turned to face him finally at this, speaking the worries and anxieties that plagued me every da

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