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Tiro MacMhuirich 
Steven looked staight ahead of them, suddenly very confused. And he hated being confused. Am I really in love with Paris? He wondered. They had been going out for almost two full months, and he knew that he liked her and didn't want to be without her... but he also knew that love was a big thing. He frowned as he remembered that his Damsel-in-Distress was Nancy and not Paris.
He gulped and looked down at her. "I don't know." He said, in a quiet strangled voice. It wasn't like him; but he never questioned his thoughts and feelings if he thought they were true. Not until someone made him question them at least. "What do you feel Paris? Why are you asking?"
Her heart strutted in her chest as she heard the strain in his voice. She didn't want to hurt him. That was the last thing she would ever want to do. She did like Steven. She never lied about that fact. She couldn't look him in the eye, if she did she would star crying.
"Steven I don't know if what I am feeling for you is love or not. I want to be with you and I've had such a good time being with you." she said softly as she slid her arms around his waist. She took a deep breath.
"I have feelings for someone else too." she added so softly she hoped he didn't hear her, but she wanted to be honest with him.