He doesn't know I've been keeping it secret since the fourth grade. He doesn't know why I'm always around. He doesn't know that I get tingles along my arm every time he touches me.
He doesn't know I'm in love with him.
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I wrap my legs around his waist, bringing his face centimeters from mine. "Can you keep a secret?"
I watch his eyes trail down to my lips. "Only if you can."