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The little ice cream parlour!!

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After I was done with my crying episode, I got up and looked at him. The guy who I thought hated me. The guy I thought I hated. The guy who comforted me. Consoled me. The one guy who actually cared.

"No staring cupcake, I'm already know I'm great looking" he said, gently wiping the tears off my cheeks. I could see that he was trying to distract me, but I gave in.

"Oh are you sure?" I replied, a smile creeping up on my face.

"I think" he said, his expression a comical version of confusion. I loved when I could see the playful, cocky side of him. I feel like I'm the only one who can look through his so called 'nerdiness'. I know that everyone supposedly hates the overly cocky guy, but to me, it shows his confidence and that he's willing to be free around me. While I drowned in my never-ending thoughts, he picked me up and started walking down the street.

"Oiii!! Where are you taking me?" I asked, trying get my bearings.

"Ice-cream?" He replied simply.

"Oooo yes!!" I said, surrendering into his arms. I honestly don't know when we became this close, but hey, I'm not complaining. A light twinkling of bells rang in my ears signalling that we had arrived. When I saw the array of beautiful colours of the magical thing called ice-cream, I became a 5 year old.

"Oohhh lookie at the colours!! Oii! Put me down! I wanna see all the colours!!" I screamed, probably causing many heads to turn. Honestly, I don't even care anymore. I want ice-cream. I need ice-cream.

"Wow, strawberry, mint choco-chip, rocky road, vanilla, cookies and cream, rasberry, so many flavours... I can't really choose... Ethan!! Can I have all of them?" I asked running my hand across the stupid glass that kept me away from my ice-cream. I don't why I'm going crazy. Normally I'm scared of what people will say, or think. Maybe it's because Ethan's with me? Anyways I'm going to enjoy the moment.

"Ethan?" I asked, my voice laced with sweetness, "Can you get those flavours, and I'll get these ones? That way I can have all the flavours!!".

"Cupcake, we can't do that, you'll get sick." Ethan replied, trying not to burst my bubble.

"Meanie..." I said, using my powers. By powers, I mean puppy dog eyes and the pout. He looked at my face and then looked like he was restraining something, his fists clenched and by his side. After a minute, he exhaled, "Fine. You win"

We hobbled towards a table, trying to balance cups of ice-cream while not bumping into anybody. Once we finally sat down, we both calmed down and prepared to eat the large variety of cold, creamy, deliciousness.

While stuffing our faces and avoiding the fatal brain freeze, we actually talked. I mean full fledged conversations. All of it was light hearted, but my heart decided to flutter around like crazy. Calm down. I chided myself. I wish it listened. Instead, I used my epic acting-like-nothing-was-wrong skills and enjoyed my ice cream.

After a point, I thought it would be funny to put icecream on his nose. Raspberry to be precise. I sneaked up on him like a ninja. Ish... then I put a adorable little dot of raspberry on his nose making him look like Rudolph. Hmmm. Rudolph. The reindeer. The red-nosed reindeer.

"Ethan the red-nosed human!

Had a very shiny nose!

And if you ever asked him,

he would say he has a cold!!" I sang trying not to drown in a sea of laughter.

"Cupcake..." He gave me a adorable sad face and then with his finger wiped of the ice cream and ate it.

"Why did you eat it??" I asked confused.

"It was ice cream" he said a smile on his face.

"True that"

We then left the little parlour and walked home. 

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Heyyy TinyTacos

I'm sorry I didn't update last week... Exams you know... wellll I'm back!!

And to make up for it, This ch was a bit cutesy... I hope

Anyways, I ain't got much to say soooo

Shalom TinyTacos!!

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