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Kenan POV:
I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed her, but I don't regret it.
A while after that event, we said goodbye to the couple in the parking lot and went to my car. I can see how she gets into it some annoyed and I can't help but be happy about it.
– Was that really necessary? – She says before it can start up.
– You want another one? – I just ask her flirtatious for disturbing.
– Of course not. Don't ever kiss me like that again.
– Didn't you like it? – I ask again with false sadness. – Because no girl has complained and how you've responded
– I don't want to talk about this anymore – she cuts me, which I find adorable. – Where are we going? – tries to change the subject.
– On our first date.
– It's not that I don't want to go and I don't know what your plan is. – starts to say. – But I have class tomorrow and it's a little late.
I look at the time and it's actually a little late, so I guess that first date will have to wait a couple of days.
– In that case, let's go for a little walk. – I propose the first thing that comes to mind.
– It's raining. – answers without avoiding laughing.
– Right. – I was running out of plans. – Then a drive.
Having said that, she nods and finally I start up and leave the parking lot. I ask for her address just to leave her at home later and start driving around the city.
– I've always wanted to go there. – comments when we pass near a city viewpoint. – But I never find the time.
I could take her there right now, but it was raining and I wouldn't see much, but I keep that information for the future, in case it ever helps me.
We don't talk much and I decide to put some music on the radio. I didn't know what kind of music she liked, so I put on the first station I found.
– I love this song. – comments when a song I've never heard begins to sound. – Don't you know it? – she asks something offended when she sees my face trying to analyze the song.
– I've never heard it before, but it's not bad. – I'm commenting on it.
– That is not wrong? You gotta be kidding me. – is offended at my comment and I can't help smiling at it. – It's the best song of the century.
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Perfectly Wrong || Kenan Yildiz (English Version)
FanficA vase valued at millions of euros broken. A girl full of bills to pay. And a football player with a good offer. What could go wrong?