Chapter 8

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I grinned back. His cheek bones flushed a bright shade of red. I did the same. "Emily, are you in to Chinese food...?" Oh. Niall was asking me out?! Oh my god I had no idea what to think. I like him. I don't him. I like him. I don't like him. I like him. I don't like him. I like him. I don't like him. I like him. I don't him. I like him. I don't like him. Alright it was settled! I LIKE HIM. "Yes Niall I like Chinese... why?" "Well, I'd like to take you to the Butterfaced Panda." "Mmmm... Sounds great!" I replied.

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