I saw him again and new he was nothing but trouble.
As he slowly makes his way towards me he bends down and asks
"Do you always stay here?".
Is this dude dumb or what? Cant he see i dont have a home for god sakes!
I cant deny he is strikingly attractive. He has these vibrant green eyes that light up Londons cold nights, curly brown hair that is effortlessly messy, and he is very tall. But that doesnt mean i have to answer him...right??
He looks at me, waiting for an answer....
"Cant you see there is absolutely no place for me?! That i dont have a god damn home?!?!"
At first pain, sorrow and pitty flashes in his beautiful eyes. Then he takes a big breath and says four words that change my life forever....
"Come stay with me ."
YOU ARE READING
Stay With Me
FanfictionShe was a blown out candle light sitting on the streets of London at night...with too many monsters to count. He being the rich famous heart-throb that "has it made". Could he light up her candle once again? Could she brake his walls? Find this ou...
