**ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ he stumbled onto your front porch, barely conscious. He felt blood soaking down his shirt and leg. Everything was spinning. He hated this, he had to ask your rival, the girl who’d he'd trying to put you behind bars, for help? Not his proudest moment. He knocks on the door. Praying that you was there and awake, since it was about midnight. ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

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