“She is a thunderstorm with a touch of lightning.” ― Eman
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(Aleesa)
"You- come with me!" Caleb's voice was a dark, angry growl, and I didn't understand why I was moving along like a puppy controlled by some invisible force, but I was moving. I had no idea what the hell was going on here, but from the look on his face, he was not in a place to answer my questions. So I stayed quiet as he pulled me through the crowd.
Caleb Enzo had never interacted with me, at least not on a personal level. Seventeen years and seven months of my life and never. And never.
Yes, I had this childish crush on him for a long time, and I usually sneaked to see the guys when they were practicing, only to stare at his amazing body, bathed in the golden glow of the sun, sweat glistening in the rays of--oh,
