The Date
Description
I had fallen head over hills in love with a guy friend. At nights, I'd often dream of him, imagining us finally being together, happy like Bobby and Shakira. When the day finally came to be with him, I couldn't contain my excitement. With Shakira hot on my tail about Kev, I wondered whether I'd ever confess my feelings or I'd shy away as I always had.
Foreword
I'm not sure if this is a two-shot but it's a quick love story, based on wishful thinking. Enjoy! ^^
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