50 Reasons I Love You || l.s. short story

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You danced with me in the rain

It was wet, and you got sick. But we danced and played out there for hours. The neighbors thought we were crazy but we didn't care. Because we had fun and I loved every minute of it. Your curls stuck messily to your forehead and your pale skin was soaked in water drops.

I called you a frog because you looked like one.

Your idea was to waltz in the rain. It was chaotic and you couldn't stop laughing. Eventually, we slipped and fell but we still laughed.

We held hands and laid down in the wet street. I watched as you stuck your tongue out like you would with snow. You were pretty. You're always pretty.

Then, we kissed. We were drenched and shivering but it'll always be the most memorable kiss to date. Both of us were in the street but it felt like it was just us. You and me forever.

And it'll always be that way.