"I'm in love with you." She said staring at him, hoping that his feelings for her hadn't changed.
He said nothing, taking in the beautiful girl in front of him, in. He had been waiting ever so patiently for this moment. His cheeks turned up into a grin and he leaned forward, cupping her cheeks. He rested his forehead on hers, looking into her eyes as if making sure she'd said it.
"I love you." He said, kissing her like time was no longer at his side. She returned the kiss wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I love you." She said, drawing him back into their kiss.
If passion had a slogan, their love would be it.
YOU ARE READING
It just had to be a love story.
Teen Fiction17 year Farrah Wince is faced with adverse effects of life and is given the task to write a love story for her year end project, she is forced to put her feelings aside or combine the two, one problem, her life is anything BUT a love story.
