Why are you holding my hand?

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Y/n's pov
"W-why are you holding my hand Jeff?" I ask. He just stays quiet and clenches my hand. "...... Let's just get you home... I'll tell you later.." He says while letting go of my hand and then we reach the end of the woods where I saw my house. "Now can you tell me why you held my hand..?" I ask and then the next thing I knew I felt soft lips against mine.. I push him away and scream "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" "I.... L-love you... When you fell into my arms I knew you were going to be mine.."
Jeff's pov
I stare at Y/n and then notice something grey where she hid her right eye.. "What's that grey thing under your hair?" I ask. She then turns away and says "I was born with a clock for an eye.. And I hid it since I was 3...." She turns around and pushes her hair out of her face and shows that she really had a clock for and eye.. "People made fun of me and called me ClockWork..."

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