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"Don't tell my boyfriend what I've been doinggg" Owen sings off tune loudly and I roll on the sofa laughing. He dances and twirls around my living room and I can't help myself, I giggle so much tears form and my muscles hurt. "You do realise everyone at school is gonna bring this up??" I slide out from my chuckles, "So?? Their just jealous I have the moves."
"The MOVES??"
"YES ADAGIO THE MOVESS"
He begins to look at me funny, he grabs me up from the sofa and swings me up and suddenly he's holding me in his arms and spinning around to 'Sweater Weather' by The Neighbourhood, its our song, our song. Whenever it plays is always whenever we are together. On my Spotify playlist as we listen with my airpods at the park, at a diner on a date...ish wait-i didn't mean a date date! Basically whenever we see eachother it ends up in my head or playing, thsts why it's ours. "OWEN FOR GODS SAKES PUT ME DOW-AAAAHHHHH!!!" He flies me up, soaring into the air (actually abiut 1cm into the air, but still) and I squeal, he laughs to himself and catches me "bro so scared for what" he says, his voice deepening. His arms tightly wrap around me and I expect him to put my down but he doesn't. He carried me to my phone camera for the live to see. "Say something then its your live adagio!!" I giggle. "Alright then. Guys please help Owen is kidnapping me in his basement call the pol-" I guess he knows what I'm doing so decides to play along. He used one of his fingers to press against my mouth, shutting me up. "SHHH SHUT UP ADAGIO" I can't help but laugh my head off and he does too, but doesn't loosen his grip on me.
We talk to my viewers (aka my friends and some family members that only notice me once every like 5 years) for a bit and he never drops me. "Alright guys me and Adagio are gonna go now bye." He stops the live without my consent. "Whyd you stop the live???? Without mwa's consent?" I use a fancy tone and tilt my head and he gazes down at me. "Oh sorry your highness!! I truly apologise!" "Should be." We both giggle. "Now can you put me down please?? Your arms must be killing." "NAH, these muscles help alot." "Just out me down Owen I dont want you getting hurt!!" "No!!"
"Yes!!"
"No!!"
"Yes!!"
"No!!"
"Yes!!"
"No!!"
"Ye-" He does the shush thing with his finger again and I assume notices like mud on my face or something I dunno, he just stares. And I feel butterflies in my stomach, why?? It's not...romantic or anything..I....no it's not!! Not like I want it to be or anything!! But..I don't speak to snap him out of it, it's like I enjoy it. He carries on for a few minutes until its like someone has smacked him in the face and he shoots back into reality. "Oh!! Shit sorry!!"
"Nah its fine hahaha. It was fun, is thst weird?"
"No, it was embarrassing.." He's all flustered and cute, handsome, I've barely seen him like this and it's like someone possesses me. "Like really embarrassing.." He mumbles under his breath. "No, it wasn't don't worry!!" "No it really was I'm so sorry now it's weird between us an-" A ghost or something takes over me and suddenly I caress his cheek, its my turn to shut him up.
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The ghost forces me against my will to smash my lips against his, and I enjoy it, oh I really, really enjoy it. But a rush of worry drenches all over me, from head to toe and I try to stop. But I realise, he won't let go of me either. I push away from him and tears swell my eyes. "Shit shit shit!!" "Adagio." "Sorry!!!" "Adagio!" " Oh my god I'm so sorr-" He kisses me this time, and it clicks in my brain that me crying was embarrassing, because he feels the same. He twirls my hair with a spare finger, the others still carrying me. I feel my cheeks turning into tomatoes. It's like the world has stopped, and its just us. We kiss for a few minutes and everytike we catch iur breaths we let a few giggles out. Until my phone beeps, I check it when I catch a breather. My hearts stops. 'GIRL YOUR STILL ON LIVE!! ONLY MICHELLE AND SONATA ARE WATCHING!!' I look on my Instagram tab, yep..still on live. The camera is just me and Owen staring, horrified. I don’t care to be honest, not now. I drop my phone onto the sofa and we carry on basically making out but before I do I yell..
