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liberty's pov

we danced along to dance dance.

we sung along to where is your boy.

we jumped along to saturday.

we cried along to thnks fr th mmrs.

it was perfect, i couldn't have asked for more.

we arrive back home and i try to thank josh for the evening, we're standing pretty close to each other, with my back nearing the door, when the boy leans in.

his soft lips touch mine and we begin to move in sync with each other.

i run my fingers through josh's hair, holding the back of his neck to keep him close and i feel his arms wrap around my waist; i don't want this moment to end.

the kiss only lasts around 30 seconds before he pulls away, leaving us both smiling like goofs.

"goodnight josh, thank you again." i say once more, before walking up the stairs and into my room.

author's note

ah omg idk what to think about this i'm not very good at passionate scenes lmao

thank you so much for reading!

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