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| �He loves me�� A flower petal floats to the floor. �He loves me not�� Another petal joins the first on the floor. �He loves me�� The next petal is picked and flung on the ground with the others. �He loves me not�� There is now a small pile gathering in front of the young man. *20 minutes later* �He loves me not�� Justin frowned. �So he doesn�t love me?� he wondered to himself. �Maybe I just did it wrong.� He looked down at the now large pile of flower petals that sat at his feet. �Damn, I must have more flowers somewhere,� Justin said, needing the last flower petal to end on �he loves me.� He *needed* it to. He froze when he heard someone enter the room. Then he quickly bent down to pick up the petals and hide them somewhere. But he jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. As his hand jerked up, the flower petals went flying backwards and landed on� Lance, Justin decided when he finally turned around. Lance had an amused smile on his face as he gave Justin a questioning look. �I, uh� I,� Justin stuttered, not knowing how to explain the situation. He blushed deeply, and Lance continued to look at him the same way. �Justin.� Lance.� They both spoke at the same time. �You first,� Lance said. �No. You,� Justin refused, wanting to know what Lance would say. He giggled when he noticed a petal that was still nestled in Lance�s spiky hair. �Well, I was just going to ask�� Lance started, but he stopped when Justin continued giggling. �Why are you laughing?� he asked, confused. �Y�you have a�a petal in y-your hair!� Justin exclaimed, bursting into giggles again. It was Lance�s turn to blush as he felt around in his hair for the petal. He found it quickly and plucked it out, holding it in front of Justin for him to take. �What?� Justin asked, confused. �I want you to have something to remember this moment by, and the petal seemed appropriate,� Lance explained, smiling when Justin managed to look even more confused. �Why would I need to remember this moment?� Justin questioned, �I�m really embarrassed. Now that I think about it, I just wish this never happened.� �Because I�m going to do this,� Lance told him, leaning forward so their lips connected for a sweet kiss. |