Chappie 33
Clay holds my hand as we walk back to the hotel. I feel emotional and raw. My mind keeps flashing back to the soft kisses in the dark room of art, how he held me close to him. We'd stayed in the room for hours, just kissing and holding each other. Having that one moment of us before we headed back to reality. I still can't believe it. Clay is falling in love with me, "Are you OK?" Clay asks softly as we walk back into the soft lights of the hotel, "Yeah." I say. I've never been this close to someone. I guess I'm scared on how I feel inside. I can't help but think something bad is going to happen, and take away this light feeling I have blooming in the pit of my stomach. I pull myself out of my thoughts and grab the keys in my pocket to open our door. A soft laugh echoes from inside in th
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