you were sitting alone outside of a party, he sat next to you and asked if you wanted to dance with him.
there were no strings attached, just two people dancing in the middle of the street.
his arms wrapped around your waist as you rested your head on his shoulder, feeling his breath against your neck.
that night was the most magical thing you'd ever experienced, but after the party you didn't even get to know his name- you'd think about that boy everyday.
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