8.00 pm.

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8pm.
I gave in, I wasn't going to win this form him either way. We're now just sitting by ourselves, I was reading a book and he was trying to get my attention my annoying me in a playful way. ''Could you please stop that?'' ''Why?'' He asked. ''Well maybe cause I'm trying to read this book.'' ''What ya reading anyways?'' ''It Ends With Us.'' I answer. He now sits right next to me and I'm trying to control my breath. ''What's it about princess.'' He says. "It ehh is a-about this eh girl w-w..who meets this guy, it's a novel.'' I stutter. ''Do they have sex?'' he jokingly asks. ''Well yeah eventually they do.''

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