Peyton wakes up the next morning with a terrible headache and a band on her wedding finger. She can't remember what happened and all she can think is "I'm only seventeen, my parents are going to kill me."
Peyton wakes up the next morning with a terrible headache and a band on her wedding finger. She can't remember what happened and all she can think is "I'm only seventeen, my parents are going to kill me."
"Oh, do you really like me?" I asked him once again.
He did something I didn't imagine him to do again.
He kissed me once again, but it was only for a short time.
"Yes I do", he whispered to me, "By...