PAUL ARON

    PAUL ARON

    ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿผ โž›"a boy who's jacked and kind"

    PAUL ARON
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    Monaco always promised a good experience, and on top of that night it had been mixed with a sport that you didn't even know the name of, but you couldn't care less when you left your house to go with your friends.

    When you arrived at the discotheque almost instantly a guy caught your attention, after all you were alone while your friends had brought their partners, and since the guy also showed interest it would be idiotic to miss the opportunity, and your friend thought just the same.

    "You're an athlete? damn, you must be strong then" that topic came up in the conversation, dyeing for a moment the boy's cheeks red, which made you laugh softly "i mean i hope so" he answered scratching the back of his neck "do you think you could lift her up? like in that tik tok trend" your friend asked pointing at you with her eyes, at that moment you felt like killing your friend, but the feeling was disappearing when you heard the answer "Yeah sure".

    And that's how you ended up jumping on Paul's shoulder, your hand on his other shoulder and his hand on your leg to help you with your balance, all being recorded by your friends "relax, trust me" he said with a little laugh before picking you up, leaving you on the ground after a few seconds "wasn't that bad huh?"