𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞

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chapter twelve
ice cream

After going on countless amounts of roller coasters and rides, we decided to call it a night and bought ourselves ice cream

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After going on countless amounts of roller coasters and rides, we decided to call it a night and bought ourselves ice cream.

More like he bought it for both of us.

We got in the car and started our way to my house.

"I had a great time with you, bakery girl," he says once we reached my house.

"I can say the same to you," I say while smiling at him.

Just as I'm about to open the door he reached for my hand and stopped me.

"Let me be a gentleman."

Butterflies.

He rushed out of his side of the car and opened my door for me.

I stepped out of the car while he closed the door. Then, he stood in front of me causing me to lean against the door.

He took my hands and intertwined our fingers together.

"I had a great time with you today," he said while smiling at me.

"You already said that."

"I know. It's because I really mean it," he says.

His eyes then met mine. Our eyes staring into each other. They were like the strongest magnetic forces. And then, slowly, his eyes travelled down right where my lips.

He gulped hard.

He looked back at me as a sign of confirmation.

Like he was asking me if I wanted it without words.

Then, I felt his hands leaving mine before he placed them on each side of my face. He pulled my face closer and closer and closer to his and just like that, his lips were on mine.

Our eyes closed as our lips moved together. Him caressing mine and mine caressing his.

We then pulled away gently.

"Good night, angel," he whispered.

"Good night, boy," I whispered back.

I walked into my house and heard a voice shouting from upstairs.

"Went out with a friend, huh?" nana asked.


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merry christmas!!

merry christmas!!

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