Prologue

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"I see swimming pools and living rooms and aeroplanes
I see a little house on the hill and children's names
I see quiet nights poured over ice and Tanqueray
But everything is shattering and it's my mistake...

Only fools fall for you, only fools
Only fools do what I do, only fools fall
Only fools fall for you, only fools
Only fools do what I do, only fools fall..."

"It's nearly 3 in the morning love...and you regret falling for me? Calling yourself a fool?"

"...Maybe I am a fool, but I don't regret falling in love with you, that's for sure."

"Hmm... You are a fool, my fool and you've also made a fool out of me you know... I didn't realize falling for you would make me walking into lamp posts you know -like a fool."

"It's not like I told you to sketch me while walking. I swear, you love your art more than me."

"I love you a percentage more than my art, rose."

"I hate that nickname besides, I thought you said that your love for me was immeasurable, what's with the percentage then?"

"...uuuh Have I told you how your singing is so light and soft? Just like fresh paint brushes on a soft canvas."

"I know, you've said that a million times Riel."

"Well then make that a million and one times!"

"Riel."

"Zip it?"

"You're psychic."

"Nope, just a fool in love with the most beautiful, talented, brave-"

"Zip it Romeo."

"Love you to death Juliet, and yes pun intended."

"I love you too Riel, more than the seven seas and PUN INTENDED!"

"Check mate indeed rose."

"Don't call me that."

"It's not my fault you're name's Ambrose, the nicknames are hard."

"At least I don't always make lame puns about your name Ariel."

"...Touche love, touche."



























"But I still won't stop calling you Rose, it suits you. Soft like rose petals and harsh like rose thorns at the same time."

"... I'll sell your artwork, make a fortune out of it, flee the country from you-"

"Okay! Okay! I get it rose, I'll zip it."

"Good night Riel."

"Good night Rose."
























"Where's my 'I Love-

"AREIL GREGORY GRIFFIN ZIP IT AND SLEEEEEEEP"

"Love ya AMBROSE DUKE!"

"EEEEK! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU YELLING IN MY EAR YOU FOOL?"

"THE REAL QUESTION IS WHY NOT! BESIDES YOU JUST YELLED TOO! HAHAHA -oof.... did you just... smack me with a pillow?"

"What are you blind now too?"

"Blind in my love for you."

"Awww... No, wait! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE MAD AT YOU! NOT COO AT YOU!"

"NO WE'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE A PILLOW FIGHT, AND THE BEST TIME IS NOW, AT 3 IN THE MORNING."

"...the neighbours are gonna file a noise complaint for the fourth time this month so let's just sleep ok?"

"You're wish is my command Rosie."

"Then do everyone a favor and knock yourself out darling."

"I want an I love you first."

"I love you, you barbaric fool."

"I love you too my demon-angel."


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