I gawked at the bitch who tried to steal my man.
Well he's not my man, but a girl could only dream. I never liked the flashy Apollo, but I still liked him.
I like goth Apollo.
"Bitch, he's my boyfriend." I said loudly. I grabbed his face and almost kissed him to prove it to her but stoped halfway there, I don't know where the confidence boost came from. I'm usually confident, but not around him.
I could feel his hot breath on my face.
His eyes wide, and full of something I couldn't identify.
I pulled away, ready to be yelled at, but he did the work.
He leaned in.
And our lips touched.
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