Part SEIZE* seven ;P
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'Thats because it - it is..'
Those words were buzzing round my head.
That picture, is me. ME.
"what?" I whispered, he just looked at the floor, forehead creased and hands behind his back, "why....WHY HAVE YOU GOT A BABY PORTRAIT OF ME?!?!" I yelled, facing him about a metre apart. I was just about to slap him, when he got his first finger, put it under my chin and kissed me.
He kissed me.
I didn't know there was mistletoe anywhere near here! what will happen when I tell him I can't go out with anyone until I'm 16 - I can't betray my mum, can I?
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