"What are we?" I asked, while lying down on my bed, and staring at the ceiling.
"My girlfriend." The boy next to me said. I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Oh, really?" I asked, turning to face him. I couldn't help but laugh.
He nodded his head, grabbing my hands.
"Since when?" I teased.
"Since now." The corner of his mouth pulling up to form a grin. "Tara Flynn, would you be my girlfriend?" His eyes bright.
It looked really comical for him to be asking me like this, lying on the bed and looking at me.
I could only smile and nod.
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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.
