you're my teenage dream { alan moore ,

[alan anthony moore]

Why wouldn’t he like her, Amy was a very beautiful girl and it was very hard for him to just not like her in some way right off the bat. Sure when he first met her it was awkward, and he had no idea if he was ready to be married to anyone for that matter. Of course that feeling still remained, but he knew that when the time did come it would be okay. Looking at her he was surprised when he felt her kiss his lips, it was surprising but a part of him like it and in a way it really did feel right. “No it’s fine, really. I actually kinda liked it” he said once she pulled away and apologized, they were going to be getting married and kissing a lot more soon so kissing now was practice. If she couldn’t get through this, lord knows what the wedding would ever be like to. He couldn’t ever dare think about that.

[amy jane moore]

He was so good looking himself, like seriously very hot but marriage wasn't about looks. It was about the inner self, character and personality. He was kind of different, serious half of the time, very caring & concerned. Honest and decent. There were a lot of things she had to learn about him and she was willing to. All she needed was a lot of time and once she knew fully about him, she would be 100 percent sure that she could settle in with him to start a little family of their own. All that was needed was time. His words mesmerising her and she wanted to just kiss him. She had the thought of it earlier but wasn't sure if she should do it or not. They had to get used to this before marriage or else, hell it was going to be so damn awkward on the marriage ceremony. They had to start practising it. Her cheeks turned red when he told her that he actually liked it. She looked up at him and smiled. '' I really it too. '' and would've liked it a lot if he returned the favour. '' We should get ourselves used to this now that we're getting married. '' she didn't wanted to make a fool of herself at her wedding. '' We should start practising for it from now itself. '' she joked. She waved her hand at the waiter. '' Let's order something.'' the waiter came to them with a notepad and asked what they would like to have for dinner. '' Order away mister. I shall eat the food of your taste tonight. '' she said, pushing the menu towards him.

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[alan anthony moore]

Alan was the product of his father, looking the most like him. He even had his dad’s green eyes, his deep green eyes and his serious exterior. Alan only acted serious, where in all honestly he could be the opposite of that and he was as a kid. He was just one of the people that grew up to fast and with the influence of his parents that was the reason why, but that didn’t change the caring, concerned, and compassionate person he grew up to be. It was thanks to the way his parents raised him, and he was very glad to have turned out the way he did. Those immature, violent people, he couldn’t stand them and the thought of hitting a person made him sick. He wasn’t one for ever fighting, “hmm yes this is very true. Don’t want that kiss to be awkward now do we” Alan nodded and looked down at the menu that was now in front of him, Alan wasn’t much of a picky eater which was a good thing. Ordering the first thing he picked out he nodded, yeah that was perfect. It was just something pretty simple. Which was good enough for him, and he hoped it would be good for her to.