"You look so beautiful," he whispers in my ear. It was prom night. We were slow dancing in the middle of the dance floor (aka- our schools gym). He was looking very handsome with his black tux with a light pink tie. I was wearing my dress with my hair curled and half up. His hair was normal with a slight shine to it. Once we were done with pictures he gave me my beautiful red and white corsage. I gave him a pink rose with pink little flowers surrounding it with a green leave holding it up at the base. It sits in his left breast pocket, hanging out on display.
To say he looked handsome, was an understatement.
"Thank you. Your not to bad yourself," I teased. His hand was around my waist on the small of my back and his other slightly higher up on back. My arms were wrapped around his neck, our faces close together.
I just prayed my breath smelled okay.
**great ending right? (Note the sarcasm)*
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First Love
ContoA short love story. Justin is a cocky 17 year old boy who is practically in love with a girl. Alice is a sweet yet confident girl who is also practically in love with a boy. But they don't have enough confidence in them to confess how they feel...
