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He spoke fast, making her laugh. She was standing there in her shortest jeans shorts, giggling uncontrolably. He loved it when she did that, that's why he was always trying to say the silliest things ever. He acted like an idiot around her, but unlike other girls, she liked that. He loved the way her flat stomach bent a little when she was laughing, and her blonde hair was always so messy. She always looked like one of these manga people that she draws, with her big beautiful eyes.1

He - well he definitly wasn't the type of boy they would take for a Hugo Boss advert. Taller than her, but still very short for a boy. Faint muscles could only be found on his arms, but that's only from playing tennis, other than that he was a skinny boy.2

She loved being around him. Yes, yes, she was one of the prettiest girls in school, and yes, her friends said she deserves better than him, but with him she feelt so good. He's so natural, frank, honest, definitly not a player. Or so she hoped, she definitly had enough of them. She loved spending her time with him, he was always so flirty, so touchy, so funny.3

And when he was talking to her, making up songs on the spot, which really cracked her up, suddenly she felt she wanted to be nearer. Yes, she was quite near, but she wished like to be nearer. Feel his jumper, rest her chin on his shoulder, be in his embrace. Brush his cheek. Be closer. 4

The world has listened for once. And suddenly everything around her seemed to disappear, as he came closer. As he enwrapped her in the colour of his love. It was happening fast, but not too fast. She found herself, feeling his jumper, resting her chin on his shoulder, safe in his embrace.5

She could feel his cheek resting against her blonde hair, his arms tight around her waist. His lips, almost unnoticeably, touched her hair, as if scared, as if paranoid that she'll run away.6

His heart was beating so fast. What if she doesn't like me? What if she thought that this is going to be one of our usual hugs? What if she's staying here because she's just too polite?7

Suddenly she felt all his muscles became somewhat different. Less relaxed. Tense. As if he wanted to escape. Disappointed she wondered whether he regrets what he just did.But she wanted to let him know that she liked it. She didn't want him to go away. She pulled away from the hug and looked into his beautiful dark blue eyes, and smiled, shyly.8

A gentle smile of relief covered his face, and all the fear he felt for a moment ran away. He was sure now, that she'll stay. Something was telling him, that he does stand a chance with her, a very high chance. His index and middle finger delicately raised her chin up.9

Butterflies raced through her whole body. She felt them in her stomach the most. His nose was now brushing hers, and it felt like heaven. She let herself fall, relax, into the sweetest feeling in this world, known under the name of love.10

She treasured this moment forever, when his lips touched her lips. She couldn't stop her heart from beating like crazy but she loved it. Their fingers linked, and she could feel that this is the beginning of something beautiful. This is destiny. Kissing never felt so good.11