“Young hearts, out our minds
Runnin' like we outta time
Wild child's, lookin' good
Livin' hard just like we should.”
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29 | die young
-Olivia-
"Thank you so much for this beautiful night, Chance. I really appreciate it a lot." I said as we exited the restaurant.
He threw me a charming smile and I almost melted in a puddle of goo in front of him.
"Who said the night's over yet?" He asked and my I looked at him in surprise and curiosity.
"What?"
"So, what how do you feel about getting an ice cream?"
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I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!
"I can't decide!" I whined as I stood in front of the one of those glass displays which had ice cream options in it.
Chance chuckled and I pouted.
"You tell me, Oreo or Cookies and cream?" I asked him.
"To be honest, they taste pretty similar." He pointed.
I simply gasped and glared at him. How dare he! Even a slight change in flavour in ice creams can make a lot of change!
"How about both?" He noticed my glare and suggested.
I sighed. "Don't I wish? But I am too full to have two scoops."
He laughed again and I couldn't help the butterflies that erupted in my stomach everytime he laughed. He had been laughing a lot tonight and I was glad. He had the most sexy, velvety laugh of all. Everytime I hear it, I feel blessed. I can heard it sound all my life.
If it is the last sound I hear before I die, I'd die a happy person.
A small smile tugged on the corner of my lips involuntarily as I looked at how his eyes crinkled adorably when he laughed.
I stared at him. I wanted to commit this moment to a memory. So that if something happens, and we don't have us anymore. Atleast I'll have a memory. And I'll spend my entire life reminiscing it.
"What happened?" Chance asked, his lips turning down into a worried frown as I spaced out.
I shook my head before muttering a small, "nothing." And ordered a scoop of Oreo ice cream.
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Chance opted for black current ice cream and we together walked down the lane, back to his car while savouring our ice creams.
"So," he began. "what do you want to do after school?"
We've been asking ourselves random questions so that we can get to know each other better.
"Um...I don't know. Maybe medicine? Or I love chemistry, so maybe I'll go in biochemistry and pharmacy. Not sure yet, what about you?"
He smiled at me. "I am a beta. So pack services are and will my duty. And as for what I'll do to show the government— we, since a long time have owned this shop in the suburbs. So I'll become the new owner."
My mouth formed an 'o' and I nodded. Insteresting answer.
A cold wind blew and I shivered in my black dress. It's July for God's sake! Where did this wind come from? I wish I had got a jacket.
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