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"I can't handle you leaving me. I love you. I will never ever touch ANY other guys! Just please!" Wait... She will never touch any other guys? As she do that now. I can't believe her. "I MEAN!!! IM NOT DOING THAT. UHR, I don't know how to explain it. I just love you so much. Shane!!!" I felt bad for her. I shouldn't.. But I did. It's my girl, my girl crying! I should be hugging her, taking care of her. I can't take it. She's so unhappy, and to by honest... I couldn't live without her either. "It's okay." I said before even thinking about what just came out of my mouth. She looked up. "REALLY?" I had never seen her happier. "IF!" I held up my finger. "You promise me to NEVER do something like that, ever again." I said in a serious voice. "I PROMISE I PROMISE I PROMISE!!" She yelled and ran into a hug. Ow, her hug had never felt so dramatic warm and good as it felt right now. "I'm so sorry shane." She mumbled into my chest. "It's ok, let's just.... Forget about it all. Kay?" I begged. I don't think I could ever bare thinking about that ever again.. She nodded and hugged me even tighter. I pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I love you." I said and kissed her forehead. "I love you more!" She whispered and pulled her self back into the hug. We stood there hugging for about two minutes "wanna move to the couch?" I asked. She nodded. I looked at her, her mascara was all over her face and my shirt. But it was okay. I whipped her tears away with my thumps and took her hand. We walked to the couch "Oh, wait" I went to the bedroom and got a big blanket, I took it and walked over to Lisa. I threw it over her head and jumped beside her, tickling her. She laughed so hard, god I love her laugh.. "I can't breaaath" she laughed. I stopped tickling her and stick my head in under the blanket. I crawled in and both our body's where under. We almost couldn't see anything. "Where are you" she laughed and stuck her fingers in my nose "OMG-EW". I laughed with her. I learned In to kiss her. I moved closer as we where kissing, my hands on etch side of her.

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