The Next Move

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    As you dashed out of the door of the cafe, Louis gave you the she's too cute look. You saw his face. It was beautiful as always. Hopping into your car, you turned the key and raced to your house, suprised that you didn't get a traffic ticket. It was pretty hilarious. You stepped out of your stunning red convertible, closed the car door, jogged to your front door, unlocked it, opened it, and shut it before plopping onto your couch. Without hesitating, you picked up the phone and dialed Louis' number as fast as you possibly could. When you heard his voice, you immediately asked that special question.

    Would you like to go to Dave & Busters with me? He didn't see you wink after asking.

    Sure. 7:00? Louis asked.

    Perfect. You said with a huge smile. Dropping the phone, you got up and starting jumping up and down and squealing. Your brother was home. He was upstairs. His way to tell you to calm down was to pound his foot on the floor and scream Shut up! That's exactly what he did, but you just laughed at him.

I know that these are short, but these are a little more difficult to write than my other fan fiction. My other fan fiction is more popular than this one, so I have to focus on that. I'm sorry, but I'll still update every few days.

   

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