Yuri Plisetsky

I look up with a sniffle to meet the face of none other than...

"Beka?!", i squeak in embarassment.

He sits down next to me and holds one of my hands with a smile, making me blush. "Yuri.. i just want to know if you meant you love me or you're in love with me...", he says with a concerned face.

"Im in love with you. I love you.", i say shyly as my face slightly goes red. i hope my binder makes my chest look flat enough.... I would die if he ever found out... "Im in love with you too, Yura... I love you..", he smiles at me; making my heart race. "Why didnt you just say you love me too?", i ask nervously.

"So i could do this..", he leans in..

His face so close to mine...
I put a hand on the side of his neck...
He leans in closer with a hand on my thigh....

His lips touch mine.
They feel so soft and amazing against mine...