Dealing
“Sam!” Crap, that voice is the only thing in the world I wanted to ignore the most. Why the hell does he always appear out of nowhere and in the least I expected? “Sam! Saaaaam? Sam? Saaaaam!” AAAAAAH! What the hell does he want? “What?” I turn to glare back at him and noticed a few eyes around us, watching with complete interest. Oh no, this is not what I want. I need to ignore him. I turn around and walk away faster. “Sam, wait up!” A hand grabs me by my wrist and spins me around to meet the flawless face I wanted to vanish out of my sight. He looks out of breath as he tries to smile down at me. “Damn, you’re pretty fast,” he tells me in amusement while I try not to notice that he still isn’t letting go of my wrist. “What are you running away from?” You, bastard. I almost said t
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