We enter the dancefloor hand in hand, smiling awkwardly at each other. We start to slow-dance, my heart starts to beat so fast - my stomach doing somer-saults. I can't believe Will actually asks me, out of all the people. 'Jess, did I tell you how great you look tonight?'
'Will! I do not! ha ha..'
'Its true'
'It is not'
'I love you' he whispered seductively in my ear.
'C'mon let's get out of here.'
'Ok want to go for a walk?'
'Yeah sure Jess'
We stroll on out into the moonlight. OK Jess this is it, do not mess up.
Suddenly Will swerves a sharp left.
'Will, where are we......Will?!'
He pushes me forcefully up against the alleyway wall and I can feel his hand sliding up my dress.
'Will... please stop..'
'I love you'
I struggle to break out and when I finally do, he slams me back up against the graffitied wall. Then he slapped me straight across my cheek.
He told me he loved me but he really didn't.
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