His Hands Over Mine

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"A-alright! So what, you got that right? Probably just means you're a stalker!" He backed up astonished, and threw his hand to his chest, "I would never!" "Prove it!", I said still holding on to my belief. "W-well.. um..", his words trailed off. "I don't know how to prove something like that.." he said in a mumble. I smiled, "Okay, I wouldn't know how to prove that either. So where do you know me from?" I said admitting defeat. " You really don't remember me?" he said with a sad look upon his face.

Out of guilt I freaked out,"Oh! WellI, I forget a lot of people, even the people I really cared about!" He looked concerned,  "You should probably see a doctor if that continues." My head dropped to look at the ground. I'm so stupid. "Eh, no,  no, that's not what I meant." He leaned his head in confusion, still very concerned. "I-I'm mean, ugh. I'm sorry, but what's your name?", I mumbled in defeat. "Ace."

He pushed my dark brown hair away from my face, and looked into my hazel eyes,once more he said it, "My name is Ace." He then leaned to kiss me again, I flipped and backed out before he could pull me in. "I-I'm sorry, but I've got to get to class!" I ran far away and when I finally looked back, he was gone. Gosh he scared me.

I walked to my class and realize how weird that was! What was that guy thinking? Ace? I don't know an Ace! I hold my face tight, as it is still very red. Oh gosh. I can't believe that happened!


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