If I could have one thing...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is how i feel when im with her

Submitted: March 28, 2009

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I lie down on the bed as all my friends take swigs from the last can of fosters. Next to me she sits down and takes my hand, the warmth flowing between our interlocked fingers. The whole room giving us glances, not one of them will remember with their hangovers tomorrow. Quickly I move from her side to grab the remote for the TV. Instantly she looks at me with a saddened face. I hate every second we’re not next to each other as well I think. I dive back next to her becoming the alpha-male. I flick through the channels until I find a weird love film. Just as I’m about to change the channel yet again, I feel a her squeeze my hand. I give her a look as if to say you want to watch this rubbish. Instantly I receive the cutest look saying if you change the channel now I will never forgive you. I give in at the sight of a small smile from her. After so much beer you really forget that you hate romance films, and we all mellow down to watch ‘Pride and Prejudice’. About half way through the film I stroke her feet with the tips of my toes. Every one except us are asleep. She lies down and shuts her eyes. I can tell she’s trying to stop her self from going to sleep.
‘Don’t worry,’ I whisper, ‘ I’ll be here when you wake up.’
I mess with her hair as she falls asleep. Then I’m left lying there. What does she think of me? Am I a friend, a boy friend or a best mate? Well if it means spending more time with her, then im going to find out!


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