A different type of cuddle Part 1

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I love cuddles, cuddles can be for anytime, before bed, when you wake up, when you see someone, when your saying hello, when your saying goodbye, doing it for love, doing it in friendship, cuddles can be for anyone at anytime. My cuddle is for now, right now, in the middles of lax airport, right now in front of terminal 13, right now with my boyfriend Shawn. My cuddle with Shawn is right here, right now, right with him, because, right now will be the last time I see him for quite awhile, right after this cuddle, Shawn will be getting on a plane to go on a big journey around the world, where he will sing for millions, and thousands everyday, because my boyfriend is a singer, a rely good singer. If I sound retarded the way I'm speaking it's because I'm disabled, I can never remember what illness made me the way I am, but my mummy and daddy says it was because of a car hitting our car, making me hurt my head and I wake up with the illness that won't go away ever.
People laugh at me, and back in high school I was bullied for it, and people say "you'll never get boyfriend " "no one will love a stupid weirdo " and the funny thing is I believed them, but then a boy, that was tall and pretty came and saved me, and we became friends and sooner than later he says "I love you" that day I cried in his arms, because people says that I would never be loved and even though I never understood it properly, it somehow made a connection with the old me, the normal me, and I felt joy and sadness, and butterflies.
" baby you ok?" I hear my boyfriend say above me, I look my head up and sees his face covered in concern "me ok" I say with a big smile on my face, and then I sniffles and realised I'd been crying "I don't want my to go Shawn" I say making Shawn hold me tighter in his arms, making me feel in peace, "I love my boyfriend" I think in my head, or so I thought "boyfriend loves his girlfriend too" I see my boyfriend looking down at me still, still wrapped in his arms.  

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