Sweet, sweet Connor

Date: 5/4/2016

I was at the park with a couple of friends the other day. My mind made the dream as a memory, except there was only two of us at the park. It was Connor and I. This boy is a good friend of mine. In the dream, we play one on one capture the flag. He uses his light grey t shirt as a flag and I use a small football. He looked great with no shirt on; I'm not gonna lie. He's pretty cute and very funny, and he just got cuter. Anyways, we were playing capture the flag, and he ran into me. I blushed immediately. My hands flew up to his chest; I looked up at him. Since he was taller he had to look down to me. "You're short." I scoffed. "No, you're just tall." I smiled. He did too. We didn't separate for a while. His face got really close to mine; he was blushing uncontrollably. I smirked. I pushed off of him and ran the other direction. He laughed and chased after me. He caught up quickly because he has longer legs than I do. I ran on the play set and he caught me. I screamed softly and he picked me up. He walked down the steps of the play set, still holding me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, since he wouldn't put me down. I also slung my arms around his neck. I was now looking down at him. I smiled. He looked into my eyes. I looked into his beautiful big brown eyes. I've liked this boy for a long time. But I backed off because he liked one of my best friends. "Soo? You gonna put me down?" "No no no." "Why not?" "Because I don't want to." "Fine." I giggled. He stared at me. I looked at him with thought. He was looking at my eyes and my lips. "Why don't you-" He cut me off and kissed me. It was a surprise; I thought he didn't like me like that. For a moment, the whole world melted away. It was just Connor and I. There was no conflict, no worries. I loved every second of it. I pulled away slowly. I couldn't say anything.