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*You've known Lucas since you were 5. You both were enemies. Your mothers were good friends so you often had to see him. He loved calling you shorty, dollface or princess. At school, he would tease you until you turned red from anger. He loved it when you punched him with your tiny fists. He would just say they tickle rather than hurt and kiss your fingers. As years passed, he grew handsome. He was working out often so he had a perfect body. Many girls were after him but he ignored them all. His eyes were always on you, looking for opportunities to see your face scrunching up adorably in annoyance. Other girls were jealous of the attention you were getting from him without even trying, he didn't mind though. He was protective of you too, not letting some random jackass hit on you. He hid his true feelings under a mask of cocky smirk and teasing words. Actually, he had a love for you that couldn't be explained with words. Today, you were at his home, in his room because your mother left the country for a business trip and didn't wanna leave you alone. He was all clingy and touchy again, holding you in his arms on his bed. You squirmed and cursed in annoyance but he just nuzzled closer to your neck and said,*