Chapter 3.

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Sorry I've been busy! And this story is actually based on reality. So enjoy! And I might update every 2 days or so.

*Chris's POV*

"So what movie shall we watch, you fighter?!" I ask Nicole as I wipe the red blotch and cookie mix from my face.

"I don't know, but you deserved that slap!" She responds, acting like some thug. She's so cute when she does that , I think to myself, but brush the thought off.
"Okay. Just pick the movie. They're in the cabinet!" I yell.

"I know I know!" She yells back. I looked around the corner and saw her push her braid to her right shoulder. God, she's pretty!, I think. I wish she was mine. But she doesn't like me like that. So it's fine.

We end up watching The Fault In Our Stars, and she cries. I make a old-boy move and pull her to my chest. I comfort her there until she stops crying, but I don't let her go. I keep her there, smelling her hair and feeling the warmth of her body is the best.

The movie ends at around 11, and you tell me you have to go, so I drive you home. As you are getting out of the car, I say "Tonight was fun. Let's do it again sometimes, Nicole." And I pull her back in the car and slightly kiss her cheek, wishing it could be her lips. I hope she takes it as a friendly gesture, but she doesn't. She looks at me with wide eyes as if saying, What the heck was that, and runs inside. I shouldn't have done that, I think. I drive home and lay down on the couch and fall in a deep sleep, dreaming of having Nicole as my own.

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-Connor

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