NOTTI OSAMA

    NOTTI OSAMA

    πŸ’”|| π’‚π’π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ?

    NOTTI OSAMA
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    γƒŸβ˜†|| π’π’π’•π’•π’Š π’π’”π’‚π’Žπ’‚ β€œπ’Š 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 π’˜π’‚π’π’π’‚ π’•π’‚π’π’Œ 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 π’‚π’π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’Š π’˜π’‚π’π’π’‚ 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 π’Šπ’ π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒄𝒂𝒓 π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’π’† π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’…π’“π’Šπ’—π’Šπ’β€™ π’π’‚π’š π’Šπ’ π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒍𝒂𝒑 π’˜π’‰π’†π’ π’Šπ’Ž π’„π’“π’šπ’Šπ’π’ˆ.β€œ

    you and ethan were BEST friends. like best best best friends, yall would share food. even cuddle with eachother. but yall weren’t dating, you loved him.. oh you loved him a ton, the way he’d smile at you.. that million dollar smile. but you didn’t know if he loved you back romantically. today you and ethan were just playing around while your mom and his mom had a day together at his house, yall were hanging out in his room. play fighting until you were clinging all on him, your love language was physical touch and he knew that. you were also very sensitive.

    β€œyo get off of me! damn- it’s like you love me or something!” he shouted, he never yelled at you. and he wasn’t playing around…