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Slip into this kiss and out of another

The beat is pumping

But not as quick as your heart

We may say that we love

But this isn’t forever

I’m not saying

And I’m not staying

I’ve already fallen for you quick clichés

Now I’m running to your car

Fallen to the floor

Lips crash furiously

A whisper so loud

Cupid shot an arrow right through my heart.

We had spent the night flirting with each other, pushing the boundaries further to see who would crack first.

The night had came to an end, she gave me one last look before she grabbed her bag and left.

I suppose I was going to be the one to crack first.

I left the bar in hope of catching one last glimpse of her. I looked around inconspicuously to see if she was still there, but she has already gone, or so I thought.

I walked to my car, only to find her sitting on the bumper staring at the stars. I stared at her in pure amazement wishing her to make a move, preferably the first one.

“erm excuse me miss but you are sitting on my car” I said politely causing her to slightly jump.

“oh, I am so very sorry” she replied with a thick New York accent, while sliding off the car.

She walked towards me, cautiously at first, watching my face for instruction.

Lips crashed furiously as we both battled for dominance.

As we both pulled away gasping for air, I whispered so slightly in her ear.

“your place or mine”

We clambered into my car and drove off into the direction of my flat. After an agonising car ride, which only lasted ten minutes but seemed so much longer as she slightly placed her hand on my crotch.