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    I'm Going to Make Her Mine – (Chapter: 9: My Love)

    Story written on July 24, 2008 by neverwithdraw.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=19185
    Author Notes:

    I met a girl who I had to have but she was taken…by my brother. Here’s the plan ladies and Hit me up with some comments.

    God I love and hate Aiden so much right now.

    “Okay Spencer the rest is up to you. Good luck darling!” He gave me a hug and went to his car.

    So I grabbed the last few things I needed for the plan Aiden had concocted. My nerves were on edge and everything rode on this one moment.

    I slowly walked back to Ashley’s window and set the supplies down for a second.

     I couldn’t help but pace back and forth as my mind coped with the idea.

    I can’t do this shit, it’s fucking idiotic. This is not going to work, but more importantly what if it does? Then what next?

    The CD was in my hand and I placed it in the system. The next thing left was plugging in the microphone. My hand trembled as a placed it in the slot.

    All I had left was tattered confidence that seemed to dissipate further into the morning. This was it; I gathered what courage I had left a pushed play.

    The speakers echoed out the beat and now it was all up to me.

    Here it goes:

    I closed my eyes and softly began to sing

    “If I put my hand out,
    would you put yours in mine?
    All of our answers,
    questions in time.
    Don’t let your fears tear us apart.”

    My confidence slowly inched back into me making my voice grow louder. I wanted her to accept her feelings for me.

    “I want to get closer to you.
    I’m on the outside looking in.
    Tell me our love is real.
    You know that I will understand.
    i want to get closer to you.
    (Closer to you.)
    i want to get closer to you.
    (Closer to you.)”

    I opened my eyes finally and noticed that her bedroom light was on.  My fear was completely gone.

    “This is bigger, bigger than you or me.
    In those grains of sand waiting by the sea
    We’ll let the current wash us away.”

    I continued to sing to her, I wanted her to know everything I had, was hers. I loved her. She was the first person I was willing to admit it to. My heart was hers.

    “I want to get closer to you.
    I’m on the outside looking in.
    Tell me our love is real.
    You know that I will understand.
    i want to get closer to you.
    (Closer to you.)
    i want to get closer to you.
    (Closer to you.)

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