You May Now Kiss Your EX ► Mirstie

Dance

Kirstie's P.O.V
A declare from him make me shake my head. "For fifteen years, Mitchell." I sighed. "I never wanted to see you agin, but there's always that chance of seeing you. Once and for all." I explained.

"Kirstie. Do you love me back?"

I had to exhale, since I was now nervous.

"I'm sorry."

"Kirstis, do you know how hard it is for me, and you see me through fifteen years of memories. Every beautiful moment we've every had... I see it in your eyes. But I can't give it back to you."

I breathed once and exhaled.

"Kirstie, do you love me back?" This time, his question is a little louder. Slight tear had to escape.

Our eyes meet, our lips are just a milliliter away. One move, and the thing will happen.

My answer was a blank. But then I felt his hand right to my nape and pulled me for a kiss. Too passionate, I kissed back. His hands slam the bed head. Until he surprisingly broke the kiss, then did one peck on my lips.

"Yes." I answered. He smiled.

He stood up from the bed and went to his radio. He turned it on and tuned.

The song is All of Me by John Legend.

As the music was starting, Mitch walked to me. "May I have this dance?" Mitch reached his hand to me.

"You know I can't dance." I shook my head.

"Come on." But then I gave up. I stood up and linked my hand to his.

~What would I do without your smart mouth? Drowning me in, and you kicking me out. Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down.~

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and his arms around my waist. "We could have done this in our senior prom." I mumbled.

"I wish." He mumbled back

~And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright....~

We began to sway through the room.

~'Cause all of me, loves all of you. Love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfection.~

Mitch held my hand on spun me around, I quite staggered, but all he did was support me.

~Cause I give you all...... of me. And you give you all.... of you. Oh...~

My hand landed on Mitch's left shoulder, his left hand on my waist, while our other are holding each other. "I wish we can never let go..." Mitch whispered. "I wish so too."

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Updated this to stop the cliffhanging thing. 😄
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