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Dance with me in my backyard, boy Looking super fine in your corduroy Drive me 'round the block We can go in a loop And we'll turn the volume up On some good boy band tunes Love to feel the fresh air I can feel your eyes stare And I'm not gonna lie I get a little bit scared My heart is on wings I'm living in dreams And at the top of our lungs we sing
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"...(Y/n), do you want to be my girlfriend?" His eyes seemed to be like a does.
"Seriously?" You asked. Shocked. You huge smile spread on your face when he frantically nodded. "YES, duh." You pulled him in for a hug.
You two stayed in the hug for another minute before he kissed you. It wasn't like your other kisses which were either soft or lust driven. It was your official kiss.
"I think I cried a little." Earl said, blinking fast while looking up. Fanning his face.
"I thought you hated romance?" Sasha said. They were all having hushed conversations.
"I do, but it's like they're gay for each other."
"How, one's a male. The other female. It's not gay."
"Can I not have my proud older brother who is a raging homosexual moment?" Earl clicked his tongue.
Rodrick leaned his forehead against yours when breaking the kiss.
"I'm glad you're officially mine." He said. You could tell he was happier than ever.
