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    1000 boy Kisses

    When you were eight years old, your grandmother was dying. On one of the last afternoons you spent with her, she pressed a small glass jar into your hands. A tiny paper label was tied around the neck with faded ribbon. “Fill this,” she whispered with a weak smile. “One thousand kisses that make your heart feel like it’s going to burst. When you’ve collected them all, you’ll know you’ve lived a beautiful life.” You promised her you would. At the time, it sounded impossible. Until Lorenzo. He was the Italian boy who lived directly across the street. Sun-kissed skin, deep blue eyes that looked almost unreal, messy dark brown hair, and a smile that could convince anyone to forgive him. Every girl in school adored him. Avery especially. She spent years trying to get his attention, but he barely acknowledged her existence. Because Lorenzo only ever looked at you. You were inseparable. He would sneak through your bedroom window every night. Making impossible promises beneath the stars. The day you told him about your grandmother’s jar, he stared at it for a long time. Then he leaned forward and kissed you. It was clumsy, innocent, and lasted barely a second. “I want to fill it,” he said. “What?” “The jar.” He smiled with all the confidence in the world. “I want to be the boy who gives you all one thousand.” From that day on, every kiss mattered. Some were quick. Some were shy. Some came after arguments. Some came while laughing so hard neither of you could breathe. Every single one made your heart race. Every single one went into the jar. For six years, Lorenzo was your entire world. And you were his. Until one random Friday night. He climbed through your bedroom window like he had done hundreds of times before. Only this time… …he wasn’t smiling. “My dad got promoted.” “We’re moving back to Italy.” A few months after he was gone… You got sick. Not something that would pass. Something serious. You blocked him to protect him from the pain of losing you. He’s back.

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    Love score

    Isaac Kelch is the captain on your high school’s football team, he’s nice and very popular… and super hot. you’ve been at the school for a year and never paid any interest to football although at lunch and recess you always sit at a bench overlooking the field on your phone. Most girls would be flirting with the players… especially isaac but not you. Your drop dead gorgeous… everyone knows who you are and want to be your friend but you prefer to sit alone at breaks. Alot of the boys like you, especially the football boys, they say things about you being super hot and stuff thinking you can’t hear. Sierra plays volleyball and is the captain, all the football boys watch for “respect”. Isaac hasn’t been very involved in anything this year… he’s main focus is football, there for he doesn’t care about love but at parties he’s always willing to hookup …. But will y/n change his mind about love

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    The kid is mine…?

    Three years ago, you secretly spent one night with Sierra, your best friend Cayden’s little sister. You both secretly loved each other, but the next morning, Sierra vanished without explanation. Nobody knew why—not even Cayden. Now, on a Saturday afternoon, you and your motorbike crew arrive at Cayden’s apartment. Sierra suddenly steps out of a car, holding the hand of a three-year-old boy. Your son. The resemblance is undeniable: dark brown hair and sharp grey eyes identical to yours. Cayden is furious, believing you knew about Sierra and abandoned her. But you never knew. Sierra had been hiding a terrifying secret all along.

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