Romance at the Dance.

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                        Claire POV
The dance, was awkward, what more is there to say? Picture it: Boys on one side and girls on the other, too immature to hold hands and slow dance. I walked up to the middle of the dance floor,everyone looking at me. I wanted to run away, to cry. But, I didn't, I just stood there. Cuphead walked to me and put his hands on my waist. I put my arms around his neck, swaying in time to the music. I place my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Then I notice Cuphead blushing. "Cuphead, I love you." I say kissing him, smothering his protests. His tense body relaxes, he leans into the kiss. We stay that way,long after the song ends. "I-I love you too C-Claire." Cuphead says, embarrassed, cheeks bright red.
To Be Continued 😉*

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