"What's stopping you?"

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We're walking, close, almost hand-in-hand and I'm thinking to myself. 

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

I WANNA KISS THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

I stand and stop in front of him. I look into his eyes, he stares into mine, confused, but still playful. Like it always is.
"Let's stop here," I say, leaning against the cobblestone wall by the ice cream place. He stands next to me. "Okay" and puts his hands in his pockets. 

I look at him and shuffle my feet and look down in the ground in embarrassment.
"The thing is, I wanna kiss you. But I don't know if I can or am allowed to."
He steps in front of me and leans toward me with a smirk.

"Then what's stopping you?"

My eyes go wide as he leans in to kiss me, we pull apart after a few seconds. He smirks and walks ahead to the ice cream place.

AN: HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!!!!!!!!


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