This is us

This is us

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I lay in the soft grass with Matthew my bestfriend right next to me.It was 12:00 at night and We were outside just looking at the stars. I turn and just stare at his dark brown wavy hair. He was my best friend but I couldn't help but love him. "Stop checking me out and lets go back inside" He said standing up. I stop "checking him out" and blush. He streches out his hand and I take it. Why does he had to be so gorgeous?  Why did he have to have to these beautiful hazel eyes? Why did he have to have dorable dimples? Why does h-  My thoughts were inttorupted. "Stop staring at my sexy abs… and -" He said as he leaned in. Well he did have a sexy 8-pack and was without a shirt… I looked down at his soft pink lips, wondering how they would feel on mine. "And… lets go… back… in…side." He kept leaning in more and more until his lips were almost on mine and… Boom! someone trows a pillow at my head and I wake up.
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