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"First you said no, then you said defiantly no So, I’rins and pulls my wrist We both spin, and then I follow his lead and shoot out fros me back and I twirl into his chest and the dance resu faster "We’re not wiggling anything"

"Are you sure? You’d look cute in a hel and try to stand there and stare at hi, Colleli" He snaps ood

We swirl around the gy The subject rolls over a million different topics Then, he asks, "Do you trust me?"

The smile slips off my face My face is covered in a sweaty sheen and my dress is stuck tofor an answer to a question that I thought he’d never ask "I… don’t know"

Peter nods and looks down at his feet When he looks up again, I feel horrible It’s as though that was the worst thing I could have possibly said to hi I hope for" He rubs the toe of his shoe against the gym floor His shirt is wrinkled, stuck to his chest

"Why?" I breathe It seems so pointless Why would it even matter?

He smiles sadly "I don’t know I shouldn’t have asked you so" I look down at er "I guess, I do trust you to soree, probably more than I trust anyone else, but I don’t think that’s what you’re asking"

"What did you think I was asking?" He’s so close Peter stepped into the space between us He’s looking down intoht you meant, do I implicitly trust you with " I shake ain"

He nods slowly "You’re an enigma"

The corner of my mouth lifts "Maybe"

"You trust, but you don’t You letat aze is so intense, so raw and vulnerable Maybe I should have lied? No, he can see throughfor that Peter holds up his hands I take them and he leads me across the room in a sloaltz so I can catch ?" I ask as Peter leads us across the room He nods "Where’d you learn to dance?"

A shadow creeps over his face and his s her my fiancé, but she wasn’t" He ss hard and lets out a rush of air We turn around the floor as he speaks "She liked to dance I sucked at it She taught ht you well"

He nods and a fake s away old one silent We dance He spins me slowly My dress flares out aroundht you to dance?"

"I’ht for theis called We talked h school Weird but true Way better than volleyball again I can only get hit in the face so ?"

"Coordination’s not "

I s It’s different For one, there are no balls" My face flames red when I realize what I just said

Peter chuckles and shakes his head "Well, Iwith theh, but I can’t help it I try to pull hter The playful smile slips offand stare at each other My lips are parted There was so to say

Peter looks down at me, his face so close to mine His breath tickles my lips as he breathes I want to lean into hi When time stops like this, Peter looks lost His entire body tenses and relaxes at the sa

All the air is being forced out of ," he breathes, still watching aze doesn’t dip to my lips

A slow smile spreads across ainst his "Just tell me"

Peter’s hands find my cheeks and then slip back into my hair He holds aze lifts I feel like he punched me in the stomach There’s so much there, so much pain and affection and turony when I look into his eyes I take his hands and put one onfor a while" He nods, and says nothing

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