you told me your name but, i ignored that and called you darling instead. when we first connected eyes you reminded me of my brothers action figure collection. don't ask me why. i don't know either.
we always sat on the rooftop of that store where we caught each other's eye. the first time we hung out there i stood up, grabbed my box of cigarettes, and slid one out. before i could even light it you snatched it from out of my hand and threw it off the rooftop , never to be found again.
"yah! that cost good money you know!" i shouted. you only looked at me with a stupid grin on your stupidly handsome face.
"you know, those things are bad. how is your face so pretty when you smoke them?" you asked.
i don't know whether i was supposed to take that as an compliment or an insult?
i blushed anyway.
YOU ARE READING
oh darling
Fanfictionnever stop making me feel like this. lowercase intended © HARTSTAEMS
