"That was scary as hell! How could you bring me in there?" I scolded.
He let out an chuckle. "It was fun! Besides, you're alive. There's nothing to be afraid of." He turned to smile at me.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. At least it's over. "
"Mmhmm. Let's go grab something to eat and head home." He said.
I nodded my head, and followed him.
It wasn't until we got back into his car that I realized we were still holding hands.
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Chocolate Ice Cream
Short StoryTara Flynn believes that the only way to heal a broken heart is by locking herself in her room, and eating tons of chocolate ice cream. Nathaniel Adam disagrees.