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*Tomorrow*

At the time: 6:00

Irish's POV: My phone was vibrating it was so early, I checked the time it was 6:05, I wanna sleep more and I felt someone beside me it was Dawson freaking Huckabee, and I was blushing like a freaking tomato of why was this man sleeping beside me, I go to the bathroom and shower, get ready with my outfit and fix my hair-

*Outfit*

*Outfit*

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*Hair*

Irish's POV: I got to the door then Dawson came behind me, hugging me

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Irish's POV: I got to the door then Dawson came behind me, hugging me.

Dawson: Hey, Rish

Irish: Uhm- h-hey Dawson... why are you h-here s-sleeping...?

Dawson: Well your parents decide me to sleep here since we had a tour here.

Dawson's POV: I lied to her, I'm just here to tell her my feelings, but later I'll tell her.

Irish: U-Uhm o-okay...

Irish: Alright, please let me go? uhmm Dawsy?? please?

Dawson: Oh, you gave me a nickname, that was cute.

Irish: Yeah, but please would you let me go?

Dawson: No, not until I kiss you.

Irish's Mind: Holy-- did he just say that-- KISS?!

Irish's POV: He just kiss me on the lips.

Dawson: I-I like you, Irish.

Dawson: Would you like to be my girlfriend?

Irish's POV: HOLY GOD I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS

Irish: Oh- uhm of course... Dawsy.

Dawson: So, I'm here, because I was gonna propose to you how is my feelings to you.

Irish: A-Are you s-serious?

Dawson: Yes... but can I call you my baby?

Irish: Yes, of course, babe.

Irish: I'm gonna go now babe because I'm gonna meet up with uncle Logan.

Dawson: Alright, I love you *kisses Irish*

Irish: I love you too, my baby~

Irish's POV: I leave the house and go to Logan's house.




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