Deja vu

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Harper

I dragged him over to the cashier whilst pushing the shopping cart as we were done our little grocery run.

I felt all giddy ever since the kiss. The way his lips felt on mine, his arms around me. Our hearts beating in sync.

I couldn't stop thinking about it.

We haven't brought it up so I'm hoping it never comes up anytime soon. You know, just to give both of us time to think about it. I certainly do not regret it but I don't know if he does.

The kiss was amazing but what if he doesn't feel the same. That would be really fucking embarrassing.

I shook away the thought of that and reminded myself of the things he said and how he acted.

His actions spoke a lot about him and I could tell he's never done that before and let alone felt like that towards anyone before.

Same goes for me.

Sure I've kissed people before but those kisses didn't matter and they definitely didn't make me feel the way Ace did.

No one can.

The fact that we kissed in the rain made it even more memorable, it's like in those romance books I've read.

Honestly, I can die satisfied knowing that I had a cliche moment.

I'll corrupt you. His words echoed in my mind.

It broke my heart that he thought of himself like some monster. He was the complete opposite.

He made me feel so many different things, it scared me but I don't regret the things I told him.

And I got that weird feeling of déjà vu earlier today when he was standing there in my living room. Something just flickered in my mind but I couldn't remember what it was.

Something so familiar.

I shut away those thoughts as it was our turn to pay. I pulled out my wallet while the cashier scanned the items. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ace reach for his wallet.

I payed quickly before he got the chance to pay instead. He gave me a cold look to which I only smiled sweetly.

Amusement flashed in his eyes.

We put the groceries in the bags and he carried them all not giving me a chance to help. Walking out of the store, it had stopped raining.

I frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"The rain stopped."

"That's a bad thing?" I nodded, "Why?"

"Because I love it when it rains. It's very comforting."

"Elaborate?"

"I love how it makes me feel less alone. You know? Like if I was sad the sky would be sad with me."

"Are you sad now?" I shook my head.

"It just gives off a vibe. I miss it."

"I wish I could control the weather." he mumbled making me laugh.

"You sound like a kid." he shrugged.

"It would make you happy right? If it rained?" I nodded then paused.

"No. I'm already happy." he was confused.

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