Day 7: Destination

She excused herself and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, and was surprised to see a girl giggling back at her. And she giggled again, as the butterflies flitted round her heart once more. So this is what it feels like to go on a date with a stranger.

He was leaning against a pillar and looking at her from under his boyish fringe as she walked towards him. She smiled, and moved to brush away the stray strands of hair covering his jet black eyes. Jet black eyes that held her gaze unwaveringly. Jet black eyes that seemed to talk to her. Jet black eyes that said I know you.

Don't.

He grabbed her wrist, and dropped it just as quickly. She felt her face flush as the jolt of their brief touch subsided. I... Her words trailed off as she looked into his eyes. His jet black eyes.

Can I kiss you? they asked.

She was not giggling now, even though the mutinous butterflies were threathening to burst out of her wildly beating heart. She could only watch, she did not even dare to blink, as the jet black eyes leaned in, slowly.

Yes, she whispered. Yes.

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