𝟮𝟰. your heart, not mine

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𝟮𝟰. your heart, not mine
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𝘁𝘄: 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝘂𝗻𝘀, 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗴𝘀, 𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲!

months ago, the blonde girl wondered what love actually iswhat is love?

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months ago, the blonde girl wondered what love actually is
what is love?

love might be the way the sun sets so the moon can shine
or how the sea greets the shore no matter how many times he is pushed away
leaves that blush at the sight of autumn or the dreams that show you the way out of your maze
that's how love may feel to some people but to layla, love wasn't something you could feel or somewhere you could go

love to her was a person, and that person was the blonde boy that led next to her in the sheets with their bodies tangled together creating warmth

the girl that raised her hand to sway each finger through his blonde hair that strung over his eyes as he let out a sigh falling deeper into the pillow

the pillow that held the secrets behind each tear that she shed into the material, and each bruise, burn, and cut that highlighted her tanned skin

his blue eyes flutter open as his eyelashes swat against his skin
the light shining deep into his pupils as his body reacts the warm girl next to him looking down to meet her crystal green eyes as her lips curl up into a small smile

her freckles evident on her features and her hair swaying against the pillows
while her fingertips danced through his hair making him lean into the soft touch of her delicate hands

"morning" jj whispered as he stared down at the blonde girl next to him

"morning" layla whispered back with a smile as the boy licks his lips leaning down to meet her own before getting stopped by another voice in the room

"morning" it said as the couple snap their heads to the door to see aven leant against the frame with a coffee in her hand and a smirk along her features

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