I want to rest my head on her chest.
I want to pull her closer to me.
I want to tell her this isn't just two friends attempting to escape an unwanted dance.
But I don't dare move.
My hands are sweaty.
I wonder if she can tell.
But even if she can, I doubt she'll say a thing.
A/n: Sooooo Her has been out for officially two months (as of yesterday) and I want to thank you all for all the support you have shown this story! Over 200 votes and 1k reads? That's amazing. Thank you all so much.