I slowly look back at you, my cheek red from your hand. I didn't think you'd get violent, honestly.. Yet, it doesn't matter. Everyone else is dancing, besides the people surrounding us. The people around us stare.. But it's not like I'd care. I grab your face, holding the side of your neck and your cheek, and kiss you. Why? I'm not so sure myself. It just felt right. Maybe I'm just being my unpredictable self again.. I'm not holding you down, in case you wanna pull away.
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