WEAKsary

Nathan's Point of View

She punched me hard. For her, it's just a smooth punched but hell! That hurts. I didn't mean to spell the week wrong.

I stared at her, putting the ice on my shoulder. I smiled, looking at her worried face.

" I'm sorry. "

Then she looked at me. We stared at each other. 

" I'm so captivated. "

I whispered to her. She just gives me a what-face.

" Your beauty is really timeless, never outdated. "

She just smiled and she moves his face near me. 

Inches near each other.

Until...

" OUUCCHHH! "

She pushed the ice in my bruise so hard.

She just goes back to her sit and gives me a smirk. What's that for? 

She looked at the cake again, then I continue designing it.

" Happy first weaksary... "

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