HAYLEY'S POV:
There was some tension at first, but I couldn't help myself. I guess a gravitational pull just was doing it's thing, pulling us together. He loosened his grip on the guitar, moving in toward my face, and me doing the same. We both agreed, in our own minds, that this was okay, and nobody was watching. This whole place was dim, dark and quiet, and I could hear my hati, tengah-tengah beat against my chest as if it would explode any second. But come to think of it, that always happens around him. These thoughts are moving too fast. We were friends. Just friends? No, we were close. Becoming better...
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