Chapter 10

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*Emyle POV*

I walk out of the car and head to Matt's Jeep Cherokee. I head to the passenger side but Matt beats me to it. He opens it for me.

Mikayla heads in the back. She instantly pulls out her phone.

"Lets head to the ball!" Matt yells.

We talk the whole way there. Its all about random stuff that no one else would care about but us. Finally we get here.

I walk out of the car and meet Matt in front.

"I've never been to a masquerade ball before." I say.

"Me neither. Wonder what's going to happen when someone walks up to me thinking I'm someone else." He says. I laugh at the thought.

We are by ourselves in the parking lot. We walk to the guy and hand him our tickets.

We walk in. Its so beautiful here. Matt kisses my forehead. I look up at him and he is smiling.

"Thanks for coming with me tonight."I say.

"Wouldn't miss it."

The song Bad Blood is starting to finish. There is a big huddle around the middle of the floor.

The song Little Things by One Direction comes on. I love this song.

"May I have this dance?''

"Why of course you may." I say and giggle.

He takes my hand and brings me to the dance floor. He puts his hands on my hips and I put mine on his shoulders.

He looks down at me and pulls my face up to look at him. He lip syncs the words of the song.

'Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me...'

He takes the back of his hand and rubs it back and forth on my cheek.

'I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

You've never loved your stomach or your thighs,

the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly'

I am literally about to cry tears of joy.

'I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things'

The song keeps going, but he stops singing. We just stand there looking at each other. Frozen.

"I'm glad I play my music in front of you all the time." I am so stupid! He just laughs at my reaction.

"I have three words, eight letters that I have been dying to tell you." He says.

I think in my head. I have absolutely no idea what he would want to tell me.

"I love you."

I stare in shock. We have been dating since freshman year. I love him to, but I never said anything. Now he feels the same way. Oh geez. What should I do??!!!!!!

"I love you too.

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