Chapter 1- Crushing

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((Grace's POV))

It was normal I guess, for a almost middle aged girl to feel like she had found the love of her life. The first time I saw him, he flashed me with a charming smile that no one had ever delivered to me before. God dame it, Chester, why couldn't I tell you?

We had known each other for about a year and I never told him how I felt about him or at least, how I really felt.

((Chester's POV))

We where in her house, alone. She was playing some slow music that matched exactly how I felt, in love. She was beautiful, always was and always has been. Even though she was wearing comfortable baggy clothes she still looked stunning.

We where lying on her couch with two glasses of wine on the coffee table that we had slowly been drinking whilst talking about the most random things.

"I don't really know, just I hope one day I'll find the right guy. Someone who is caring, and funny, handsome-" she continued from our convocation.

As she began to explain her perfect guy she looking into my eyes smiling, I returned. Was she flirting?

"And where do you see your future with this guy?" I asked imagining in my head it was me.

"Well, we would own a house just outside the city, not to suburban but also not to city. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, go on."

"We would have a girl and a boy, called Lola and Arthur, they would both go to the local primary school. Me and my husband will both work from home so we will always have each others company and will happily live our lives together."

She slowly looked from my eyes to my lips, before fluttering them back.

((Grace's POV))

"Yeah, that would be nice." He said dreamily looking into my eyes.

"Yeah, it would." I almost whispered before he leaned in, slowly meeting his lips to mine.

It started of slow and unsure, but the kiss grew more passionate. At the same time we pulled away from and looked into each others eyes.

"You must like my plans for the future, huh?" I giggled.

"I wouldn't change a thing." He smiled back.

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It's 2:15am and I wanted to write something..... This is not edited so enjoy lololololol.

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