Me and Colby are best friends. We've been best friends since kindergarten. I'm 16 and Colby's 17. It was summer and we were walking in the park when it started to get cloudy.
"We should go home. I think it's going to start raining soon."
Colby: "We'll be fine. Just a few more minutes then we can go home." He said, smirking.
I rolled my eyes at him. Then, after a minute, it started to down pour rain.
"Ah! Colby!" I yell at him.
Colby: "What?!"
"I told you we should of been going ho-!"
Then he cut me off by smashing his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He wrapped one arm around my waist and the other hand held my head. When he pulled away we smiled at each other.
Colby: "Sorry. I just wanted to do that."
I giggled.
"I love you."
Colby: "I love you too. Will you be my girl?"
"Yes i'll be your girl."
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