He stood there looking at me with his bright blue eyes and a pink face. "So what is it you wanted to tell me?" I asked. I was blushing too and had been nervous ever sense this afternoon when he told me that he wanted to talk to me in private. I looked him in the eye and he looked down at his hands, his face even redder then before. "What is it," I said taking his hands in mine "you know you can tell me anything." His ears turned red too and then finally he looked me in the eyes and said, "The truth is I wanted to tell you how I feeling about you but I get too nervous and can't. I've wanted to tell you for a long time but every time I'm near you my heart races, my hands get sweaty, and I can't think straight anymore." He paused and took a deep breath. My face was red and I was trying to hide how nervous and excited I was. I looked down at our grasped hands and smiled. He took his hand, placed it under my chin, and tilted my face up so I was looking back into his eyes. He brushed my hair behind my ear, held my head in his hand, and told me, "The truth is I love you." Then he did the last thing I would have expected. He kissed me. At first I didn't kiss back but then I relaxed and melted into him. The kiss was gentle and soft. My heart was racing and my head was buzzing. We pulled away and he rested his forehead on mine. "I love you too." I whispered.
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