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We lock eyes for a moment, but I look away because, my vision blurs from the tears glazing over my eyes.
"Grace..it's okay."
No it isn't? Does he even know what this feels like? I'm so embarrassed, and I'm exposed!
"This hurts!"
My thoughts came out of my mouth.
Oh no..
"Don't you think I know? I'm in the same place, but I want to help you. I don't think a pretty girl, like you should ever have to suffer. You deserve the best...along with something else. I gained feelings for you the first time I laid eyes on you. I don't want someone I lo-... Have feelings for to feel the way you do."
He's rubbing the back of his neck, looking down.
I stay silent... I can't handle all of this. Alex likes me?
Why?
I feel both happy, and terrified at this point.
I stare at him and I feel the heat on my cheeks appear from my blushing.
He smirks lightly, and pulls me into a hug.
"Please don't do this to yourself." He says in almost a whisper tone.
A tear struggles to escape my eye, and I blink to let it escape...I need to feel.
To my surprise Alex pulls back from the hug gently and holds my arm right side up, looking up at me.
What is he doing?
"Grace..can I kiss your scars?"
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
"W-what?.."
He stays silent, brings his head down to the bend of my arm, and starts to kiss his way down to my palm.
So many things are rushing through my mind.
Is this real?
All I can bring myself to do is look at him softly pressing his full pink lips over every scar on my arm.
"Grace?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I..get your number? I want to keep in touch with you."
We live right across from each other?
"I know we live literately right across from each other, but I want to be able to talk more than when you're here."
"Oh.."
I'm cool with this.
I get up, and go to his desk to get a peice of paper, grab a pen.
I write my number on it, and walk back to Alex.
"Here.."
"Your number I assume?"
"Correct" I giggle lightly.
He takes the paper out of my hand, and puts it in his pocket.
Once more he pulls me into a hug, and I feel safe.
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let me kiss your scars
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