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(I started this when I was 12,
Anyone looking for Smut this isn't the book for you ~☀️)

She was so petite.

Small enough she could bury herself into his chest, curled into a little ball.

And He loves her.

Her and her oversized sweaters, the way her cheeks blushed every time she laughed and when he kisses her oh so gently.

How her eyebrow scrunches up and her tongue sticks out a little when shes concentrating on her writing or when she was reading.

The way she clung to him like a koala to its tree. Her soft voice saying his name, her smell coating his bed, floating in the air of any room she is in. This girl was going to be the death of him but he couldn't get enough.

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