Hey guys, this is a story i am writing. Please bare with me, as it may take some time to complete it.
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I have spent the night at my girlfriends house. Her parents dont know she is a lesbian, so we had to keep quiet. I had a great night, other than her little sister determined to prove we were kissing.
"I have to go now, mum wants me to clean up. She says the house looked like a bomb hit it." I say to jane as I start to walk down the hall with her.
"Well, I wish you could have stayed, so we can play more 'Mario kart'," she hinted.
"Well I will come over sometime soon and beat you in a 'race'," I hinted back.
I gave her a quick kiss and left.
I started walking up the street, while typing a text message to Jane, "missing you already. Love you -Bear,"
I love this girl, and we have been together for nearly a year now. She has long black hair, and big hazel eyes. We met in early high school. We have been best friends ever since then.
I make my way home, and on the way, i was rudely interrupted from my thoughts, as i ran into someone and fell to the floor.
"Sorry! Im such a klutz, so sorr-" i stopped when i saw his face. Was this guy chiseled by the gods of sexy!?
"There is no sorry needed from your part. I wasn't watching where i was going. Please, let me help you up." He said calmly as he extended his hand.
"Um. Thank you. Sorry, again, i never really watch where I'm going." I took his hand, and he helped me get up.
I looked him in the eye. That was a mistake.
"Can i walk you home?" He asked, with his beautiful, deep blue eyes.
"Um, home... Mum - said. Bomb - disaster. Um..." I stuttered. Why am i doing this?! Im with jane now... I shouldn't look at other people like this.
"The name is Daniel. I see you aren't quite capable of speech, so i think i might HAVE to walk you home. Which way to home? I hope no bombs go off," he said with a small cute nervous giggle. I kinda laughed back, and pointed towards home.
