Prettiest (The End)

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It didn't take long. We fell head over heels for one another pretty much right away. I'd never felt this way before in my entire life.

The way she'd compliment me made me blush. She was always going on and on about me, and not just my looks either, she just knew the nicest things to say always.

It wasn't our intention but we became a Hollywood it couple pretty fast. It seemed that the press loved us. I actually got compliments from articles on how I glowed when I was with her. The majority of my fans liked her as well. It seemed like a miracle that I'd lucked out so easily.

I was currently laying with my head on her lap while she played with my hair.

"Did I tell you I got that part I've been hoping for?" I said.

"Of course you did my talented boy," she smiled. "You're the best actor in the world, who just so happens to have the prettiest face, and the cutest curls, and the best jawline, and eyes that make me melt."

"You know you don't have to say that stuff all the time," I chuckled.

"It's not like I force myself," she smiled.

"Really?" I asked, heart swelling.

"Yeah, I just say what my brain is thinking in the moment. If I think it, I just say it, I just can't get over you," she sighed.

"I can't get over you either," I said and leaned up to kiss her.

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