#DontOwn Cato watched from the other end of the park outraged. He crossed his hands over his chest, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Clove and the other boy. Clove smirked, twirling her jet black hair around her finger, flirting to this tall guy she could not remember the name of. Who cares though. It was all for fun. Cato shook his head in disbelief as Clove leaned in to kiss the tall one’s lips. He cursed loudly and stormed over to where they were standing, throwing a swift punch at the boy as he took Clove’s arms, pulling her away. “What the..?" Clove cursed, her teeth clenching as Cato pulled her off. Cato sat down on the tire swing, glancing at the dark headed girl. “What was that?!" Cato gritted. Clove smirked slightly. “You jealous?" Cato rolled his eyes, though knee he secretly was. “As if." “There’s one thing I learned about love," Clove began, climbing into Cato’s lap. " It doesn’t matter how much you’ve teased and flirted with that day but whoever comes with you home that night is yours…"
Posted on: Sat, 29 Jun 2013 01:40:02 +0000
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