There were times when I felt like you were toying with me, using me. But the sincerity in your eyes- they told me otherwise. I believed that you felt the same, or that you would fall for me eventually. And that was the biggest mistake. You crushed that belief. That hope. That dream.
You probably don't remember the time you got drunk. The time you drunk-called me to fetch you from that party. That time you were in the front seat, you looked at me in the eyes and started leaning in, until our faces were inches away. Our lips met, and my ears were hot to the core. You laughed drunkenly at me until you went up to my ear to whisper something. And that's how I knew.
"I reaaaaaally like you," *hic*
"Roy."
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Leftover Letter (Leftover Series #1)
Short Story"I've always noticed you, But you never noticed me." Hailey finds a letter she was never supposed to- a letter to her sister, written by the boy next door. This is a simple, short story about unrequited love told through the perspective of...
