Reason 5:
I liked your smile.
It was the typical smish-smosh.
Your smile was pretty. I don't know if I have much more to say about it.
I just liked how cute it was, and how that made butterflies erupt in the bottom of my stomach.
I remember sitting in class and just sneaking peeks next to you. I'd stare at the long length of your eyelashes, your glasses perched against the bridge of your nose, the faded shade of pink coloring your lips.
I will never understand why I liked your smile that much. I no longer like that smile. Mostly because I never felt what it was like for it to be directed at me.
YOU ARE READING
The 32 Reasons I Liked You
Short Story(completed) Book 1 of the "You" Series: I once saw something in you. That was a mistake. p.s. Don't react. Just read it, just know.
