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    Lost, Forbidden, and Love – (Chapter: Stolen)

     

    "Thanks for inviting me. I love Dashboard Confessional."

     

    "Uhh…yeah no problem. Anytime."

     

    She continued to look straight into my eyes as I did to her too. We were so caught up in a daze we didn’t realize Aiden was still standing there.

     

    He stood right next to me and waved his hand in front of my face. "Hellooooooo. Anybody home?"

     

    We immediately jumped apart from each other but continued to look at each other.

     

    "Yeah sorry. We kinda spaced out for a second," she said

     

    "No kidding. First I see you walking towards us and next thing I know my two best friends are hugging and staring at each other."

     

    I noticed she started to blush a little. A small smile spread across her face and it was just adorable.

     

    "We better get inside. It starts in 15 min," I said.

     

    We walked inside and found our seats just a few minutes later. We had awesome seats thanks to me of course. The stage was just a few rows in front of us and luckily there was no one sitting in front of us. She, Aiden, and I continued to have small talk that wasn’t exactly important to me right now. All I could think about were 3 things. One, thank god I decided to spend extra time getting ready. Two, why am I so excited for her to be here right now? And three, Why am I having these thoughts about her?

     

    The concert soon started and I felt her being pushed closer to me. I looked her way and saw that the stranger who sat next to her had arrived. Usually I would just move away because I don’t like it when people push up next to me; but this was different. I liked the warmth that ran through my body when I felt her arm against mines. It was…comforting. It was halfway through the concert when the band decided to play, what I thought was the best song ever, ‘Stolen.’ 

     

    "We watch the season

    Pull up its own stakes

    And catch the last weekend

    Of the last week

    Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced

    Another sun soaked season fades away"

     

    I turned to her and screamed "I love this song!!" loud enough so she could hear me.

     

    "Me too! This is my all-time favorite" she replied.

     

    I continued to stare at her for the second time in one night, but this time she wasn’t staring back at me. The chorus of the song then came up.

     

    "You have stolen my heart

    You have stolen my heart"

     

    And at this moment, I couldn’t agree more.

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