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Song: Demi Lovato - Nightingale

Baby, I'm a little blind, I think its time for you to find me.

        "So, are you gonna open your eyes, or will I have to pry your hands away?" They sat cross legged on the bed, their knees touching. She was embarrassed about all of this. Her moronic texts, accidental, he called them.

His index finger reaching out towards her knee, circling around as she shivered. She wore grey sweat-shorts, a navy blue blouse, and unruly hair. He saw this girl, the beautiful, wild girl he's been trying to picture this whole time. He finally put a face to the mischievous personality. For the first time last night, he felt connected.

His hand fanning out over her thigh as she sucked in a breath, "Stop, Ducky." "You first." His lips coming up into a grin. He wanted so bad to see the color of her eyes. Last night she was alseep when he came over. He caught a sight of her beautiful eyelashes, how they laid peacefully on her cheeks. Her lips, pink and full. He wanted to kiss her, kiss her all over. Honestly. "You know I'm stronger than you, right?" "Ducky..." "Don't, Ducky me."

Hands falling down quickly to the bed, she stared at him in aw, "Rude much!" "I know," with that he pushed her back, above her he stared down at her beautiful brown eyes. He decided then, he would not let any time with her be wasted, all thoughts out and in the open. "Your eyes are so beautiful, I'm not even joking." "Ducky. I-" "Just say it, say it, baby!"

        "Kiss me."

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