I like you too// Stuart Twombly

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When Billy got a dance club mixed up with a strip club, you weren't exactly enthusiastic about seeing naked girls dance around on poles.

You thought maybe you could talk Stuart into dancing with you. Maybe after a couple drinks, but you would get him on that dance floor tonight.

Or maybe not. Your planned was trashed when some hooker decides to deep throat his finger, taking him to get multiple lap dances.

You were crushed, you kind of thought he liked you back, the smiles, the texts, the talking, only you. But he decided differently.

"I'm gonna go get some fresh air." You told Nick before exiting out of the club. You had a couple drinks, but no where near drunk.

You sat against the wall outside, your ears still numb from the loud music. You put your head in your hands and exhaled loudly.

That's when the tears came.

You really thought you had something with this boy, something no one else shared. The late night talks, him talking about his parents separating, their fights, everything. It's funny how fast someone can self destruct. You thought you had something...real.

"What are you doing out here all by yourself?" His voice filled the quiet air, almost scaring you to death.

"I needed some air," you scolded. "Shouldn't you be getting some lap dances?"

"Someone has an attitude." He smirks.
"Seriously Stuart, I'm really not in the mood."

"C'mon talk to me." He sits beside you on the wall.

You scooted away from him.

"What did I do?" He asks.

"It's not important."

"It's important to me." I turned and looked him in the eyes.

"How can you not know?" You grumbled.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Know what?"

"I'm in love with you." You say before standing up, starting to walk away.

You're about halfway down the block when he stops you. "You can't just drop something like that."

You turn around, giving him the 'really" face.

He starts walking to you. "Especially when I like you too."

"Because it was supposed to be perfect," he yells. "I was supposed to take you out, break it too you on a beach, not outside a dark alley."

You were too shocked to talk, as he came towards you, grabbing both sides of your face and slammimg his lips into yours. You instantly kiss back, intertwining your hands in his hair.

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