i feel like dancin' by all time low"wow," was the only word that came out of my mouth as i looked up at the wooden treehouse.
he smiled at me.
he started to climb up the ladder so i followed him.
it kept shaking and i thought it was going to break but it didn't.
once at the top i sat down on the wooden deck.
"come on," he said again. he took my hand in his and opened the wooden door. i followed him inside and looked around.
there were bookshelves filled with teen fiction and a bean bag and a mattress and a drum kit that he somehow got up here.
there was a CD player on one of the shelves. i walked over to it.
"fall out boy, eh?" i smiled at the choice of cd.
"yeah."
i pressed play and my songs know what you did in the dark filled the room.
"this song always makes me feel like dancing."
"then dance."
"not in front of you."
i turned around and he was smiling. his smile is beautiful.
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