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He Stole a Kiss

*Kaz's POV*

I happily brought the romantic movies I planned to watch with Patricia tonight. Am I excited? Hell yeah! I cannot explain why seeing her makes me happy, but I love to see her smile. I have seen her cry hard, and I do not want to see it again.

*flashback*

"Do you know that love is like pimples?" asked Patricia, "it'll just appear on your face, destroying your image," she continued and then finished her beer bottle.

"Open this," she demanded, handing me a beer bottle.

"Pat, you are not used to drinking. Stop i

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