He carefully helped me into his car and closed the door after me. As he sat in the driver’s seat he leaned over and gave me a gentle peck on the cheek. ”Thanks you so much,” he said. “This means so much to me.”
We drove to the local shopping centre and slowly walked in. It felt so natural to be with him holding his hand. I didn’t have a care in the world. Well at least not a care, until I saw a couple of lads from my college sitting having a coffee.
Now we were heading for a major problem…
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