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'woahhhhhh',

I said as Blake walked in the room wearing only a pair of tight pants, Blake looked over to me raising his eyebrows,

'are you flirting with me?',

He questioned slowly walking in my direction, I began to smile somewhat laughing at what he said,

'You finally noticed',

I said slowly standing up beginning to cross my arms,

'for a boy that claims he knows when someone likes them you really aren't great at picking up hints',

I said as Blake finally approached, stopping right in front of me. He looked at me smiling,

'you can't criticise me when you haven't picked up my hints!',

Blake yelled back at me, I looked at him a little shocked, he finally reached where I was standing,

'can you say that again for me?',

I said still in shock, Blake began to smile at me,

'you heard me. Maybe I'll just say it a different way, I like you y/n y/l/n',

Blake said grabbing a hold of my shoulders, I looked up at him, he looked back at me directly in my eyes,

'you got anything to say about that?',

Blake asked, I went to shake my head but decided that the better option would be to kiss him. My lips connected with his and almost automatically his hands went to my back like they were supposed to be there. The kiss got deeper but I slowly pulled away,

'does this mean the apparent flirting stops?',

I asked Blake smiling looking up at him, he smiled back,

'definitely not it's just going to get a whole lot worse'.

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