Back To You
She says
"What is it?" I face her, placing her legs on my laps.
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"
I freeze, emotions flooding me, and there's annoyance there, annoyance at myself for delaying.
I glance at her, she has this hopeful expression, so bare and vulnerable.
"I think so." I say, and she gasps.
"You think so?"
"I mean, if you insist, I could date you or something."
She bursts into laughter.
"My boyfriend is an idiot."
"And my girlfriend is the most beautiful person on earth." I say, leaning in to kiss her.
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