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After what happened, we sat at the near bench beside us to talk.

"Okay, before I ask why you did uh-that, who are you?" I never thought he's this loud cause based on his appearance, he looks like the mysterious one. Ugh, help me.

"Uh.. I'm Olivia?" happy now, Mr. Stranger?

"Psh, rude much." yeah, thanks.

"Whatever, who are you?" and he just looked at me as if I'm dumb. What's wrong with him?

"My name is Marco Fox, 19, and single." he said and winked.

Fox? Don't tell me-no, it's just a coincidence.

I ignored that thought and continued talking.

"So you're just 19? You look older than your age." I was just joking but I think he took it seriously.

When I looked at his face, he doesn't look happy. O-oh.

"Uh, sorry?" he smirked. I got a bad feeling about this.

He pulled my waist and pulled my nape so our faces are inches together.

"So do I still look old now?" I can feel my heart pounding hard like I'm, literally, gonna die.

AWKWARD.

We're still staring at each other, not wasting a second to notice our features. His lips, his eyes, his nose, everything. I just noticed now that his face really looks like him.

I felt like I was in Cloud 9, cause that's a chocolate bar. Like, chocolate is life.

Why do I feel this way to this guy I only met?

I shook my head to erase the thought and that's when I realized that we're like an inch apart until our lips touch.
I pushed him before it gets too awkward and based on his actions, he's back to his senses.

"Sorry." we both said in unison... and we just laughed.

We stopped and stood up.

"Okay, we should head home, it's getting dark." I looked around and woah, it is already at sunset.

"Uh-sure." but a part of me still wants to stay.

"Cool, and can I get your number since you're now my - uh - girlfriend?" he teasingly said especially the word girlfriend.

I got his phone and put my number there.

"Done, I'll call you later Marco."

I kissed him in the cheek which surprised him and myself. But you know what's more surprising?

He blushed.

"You're cute when you blush, Marco." He looked at me with an emotion I never seen before.

"You're beautiful, princess." Princess? I instantly felt my cheeks go hot.

"Goodbye, Marco." I ran before I can even hear him reply.

When I went home, my parents wasn't there. I went straight to bed and thought about Marco.
I felt like I known him for a long time.. like there's a connection. Ugh, cliche.

I just shook the thought out of my head and headed to sleep. It's just nothing..

I hope.