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Prachi Mishra

Drama Romance


Prachi Mishra

Drama Romance

I Can't Believe You Are Mine

I Can't Believe You Are Mine

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It was a glorious and colourful autumn. We’d just left the coffee shop. When we walked by, she giggled and pulled me inside saying, “C’mon, let’s be basic white girls and get some pumpkin spice!”

I don’t like coffee and I never did. But when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I’d ever tasted. My hand still tingled where she grabbed it.

As we walked through the park with our drinks, a light drizzle began to fall. She pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders.

“Don’t be silly,” she giggled, pulling me under the umbrella with her. I couldn’t help but laugh too, her laugh was infectious.

As the sun started to shine again, she pulled me down to sit on a bench. She beamed down at me, and I could only gaze back adoringly.

“So Jeff…” she began.

I knew this tone of voice, it was dangerous.

“Who do you like?” she whispered, and I looked away.

I wanted to say, “You, you, a thousand times you. You’re the only one I can ever think about. You’re gorgeous and sweet and funny and…”

Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my cup. She looked at me with a cautious smile.

“If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?”

“Okay,” I said.

“The person I like…is you.”

I dropped my drink and I couldn’t believe that she was mine.

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