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I met him at the town fair. There was something about the way he stood, it was like he was so separate from everyone around him. So aloof. I felt my heart melting the longer I watched.

He must have felt me watching because eventually he looked at me. It was alarming meeting his gaze across the bumper cars. I wasn't ready to feel his blue eyes crashing into me like a tidal wave, I wasn't ready to bang my head against my steering wheel, and I wasn't ready to see him smile.

God, his smile was sinful.

I felt heat pool in my stomach. Blushing hard, I looked away. It seemed the bumper cars had lost momentum. Stepping out of my car I made my way back to my friend group.

They were talking about something mindless, and I didn't pay enough attention to remember what the conversation was about. I was too focused on him, on the memory of his smile and the feelings he ignited.

Biting my lip, I said something rushed and split off from the rest of my group. I wanted to meet him, I wanted to know him.

Walking around the carnival, I looked for him everywhere. Behind food stalls, next to ticket dispensers, on rides and rollercoasters. I couldn't see him anywhere though, and with a sulking heart I made my way to my final stop.

The Ferris Wheel.

It sat proud at the far right corner of the fair, towering higher than everything else around. Paying for a ride, I hopped into one of the cabins and waited for it to start.

Just before it could take off, I saw him. He was in the crowd, standing and watching me from below.

Erratic, I hopped off before it was too far from the ground. I landed with a tumble, scraping my knees and palms. I didn't feel any of the pain, the adrenalin masked it all.

And when I looked up from my scratched hands, I saw him.

He had this dangerous smirk dancing on his lips, it was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. Little strands of brown hair hung into his eyes and I knew. I knew I would remember this forever, I knew that with the same certainty that I knew I would die.

And I was glad for it.

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