Hunter Homelandson-Personal Narrative

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You and your best friend wait in line to meet Hunter at the meet in great in Ohio along with tons of screaming girls. As you get closer you can't believe you actually are getting to meet Hunter Rowland. It has been your dream for a year now. As the line moves forward your heart starts to race. It moves forward again, and again. You look up to watch the other happy girls hug and take selfies with Hunter. Then before you know it, your next. You start to panic, fixing your shirt making sure you look perfect. As you walk up to Hunter his eyes get wide. You give him the biggest smile anyone could ever imagine. He returns the gesture with a huge hug and doesn't let go. This lasts for what seems like 5 minuets. Your still smiling when "What's your …show more content…
You manage to get out "Oh, my names y/n" you blush "I love that name, so what pose should we do?" He smirks. But before you can get out an answer he softly says "how bout stage kiss?" Your eyes widen. Did Hunter Rowland just ask me for a stage kiss? You think to yourself "I would love that, thank you!" You say trying not to sound to desperate. He easily pulls you in, puts his thumbs on your lips, caresses your face, and kisses his thumbs. All you do is close your eyes because you can literally not believe this is happening. Then the unbelievable happenes. Hunter moves his thumbs so easily, without anyone else knowing but you. and kisses you. It was the softest kiss you've ever gotten. You wanted it to last forever but it only lasted a few seconds. He lets you go and your face is as red as possible. He laughs and puts his finger to his lips motioning for you to keep it a secret. You shake your head and say "Will you sign my arm?" He immediately grabs a sharpie and writes on your arm. It's time for the next girl to go. You give him a huge hug once again and as your walking away you read your arm. It's his phone number! You look back at Hunter and he winks. You and your best friend walk back to your dads car with huge smiles on your

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