Your love is killing me

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him. At first, I was skeptical about going in too deep into something that had

eart could skip each time he came to pick me up at the dormitories gate. I was the envy of most girls

about me at first, but I knew for sure he also felt something for me. I could t

to the dormitories. I could always feel his fast-beating heart hugging him. It wa

wanted to be with him as well. Being his girlfriend meant he was beginning to see me as someone more than just a projec

e married to

d call him to come to pick me up. I would stay with him in his apartment over the weekend and enjoy ourselves to the maxi

was the black sheep of the family. He was a playboy at least that is what people s

rent's home, but most of the time, he would stay in his apartment in the City Centre. There is someth

imes I would ask what was wrong, and the words

d somet

ost of this time, I would sit by myself in the living room and watch a movie or wait for him to c

s for a whole day. Stacy was becoming too much to handle. She wanted me to introduce her to one of James' friends. Tony. But I thought she was bad news. I didn't want to bring mysel

ime student, I would only be with him in the evening or weekend. We had plans for the coming

and scrolled through my photos with James, giving the driver the address. We were a beautif

d my name on the book. I noticed someone had also gone to the same apartment number I was goin

ity men was hesitant, but he wanted to say something. In the end, he shook his head and told me not

im dinner. Placing the bags on my hand down on the floor, I rampaged my bag and f

ful music was playing on the screen. I laughed to myself, thinking probably he was asleep. I we

n the door and p