Replay
a one shot
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He held my hand as we walked on the pier.
The wind blew on my face, and strings of hair stuck to my lips. "Hang on." He said, as he walked off to the ticket store. I stood there, my arms crossed on my chest, thinking about wether I should kiss him or not; wether I should or shouldn't tell him. I looked around and saw all the groups of friends around each amusement. In almost no time, I felt his arms wrapping around me. I looked up and back, his lips near my neck, and saw him smiling, his honey comb eyes sparkling, his short, dark brown, curly hair barely moving with the wind. He moved next to me, and pulled me by my hand. "Close your eyes." he said. He guided me a few feet around. "Where are we." I asked, impatient, yet excited. "The Ferris Wheel." he replied, and I opened my eyes. "Tickets, please." requested a man in a brown berret, barely making any eye contact. Mark handed him a set of two tickets, and the man instructed us into a bright green gondola. It went up high, to the very top. I saw him looking down, examining the city underneath us. "Oh look, this is gondola number seven!" he exclaimed, happily. "Number seven.. So this is wh-"
"Where we met." He interrupted, his smile fading away.
I looked down at my turquoise sandals, bright yellow toe nails, when I felt his fingers lifting up my chin. He looked into my eyes, I looked into his. We were closer than ever. He moved both his hands to my cheeks;
and our lips collided.
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I just had to write this story. There's so many real feelings behind it.
I'm thinking about posting the full version of it, but I don't know.. Should I?
Anyways, thanks guys, for reading this. (: I hope you liked it!
Her outfit - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=52110693
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