Dance Therapy (TMAD)
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"Brittany, dont fight my love." he sang to me. I rolled my eyes and tried to hide my smile. He pulled me closer and looked down at my lips. Then he puts his lips next to my ear and whispers, "Pineapple." I wided my eyes knowing thar was our code word. I knew this either were going to get really serious or we had to stop. But I didnt care.
"Juice." i said blushing a little bit. Elijah walked backwards into a wall while still holding my waist. He spun us around, letting my back hit the wall. He pinned my hands to the wall and leaned down. He was hovering over my lips and i leaned forward. The gym door gym slammed shut and i jumped. I quickly snapped my head to that direction and it was Trinity.
"Well Was i interrupting something?" she said in a laugh.
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