Riley's POV
"Can we watch Finding Dory?" I asked him before we sat down.
"Yeah." He replied.
I sat down in the middle of the couch and he sat beside me.
He wrapped his arm around my waist as I leaned into his chest. With the other hand he was playing with my hair.
About half way into the movie Blake coughed.
I looked at him and he looked nervous.
"I was... uh... I had fun tonight... do you... um... wanttobemygirlfriend?" He said the last part fast. I knew what he said. But I said "sorry what?"
He said "nothing."
I smiled because I had a plan.
When the movie was over Blake got up to leave. I was walking him to his car, before he got in I said "wait."
He looked at me questioningly.
"I know what you said in there." I said smirking.
His face turned red and he said "w-what do you mean?"
"Blake, I'd love to be your girlfriend." I said smiling.
Blake smiled the biggest I've seen him smile. Damn. He's hot.
He ran over to me and pulled me into a kiss.
I felt electricity go through my body as he kissed me.
We pulled away and he said "I'll see you Monday." Then we winked and drove off.
Damn.
I'm in love.
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