Serenas Pov:
"Thats alright, I'll call you later Steven" I say, with the energy in my voice died down.
"Okay, goodbye Serena."
Morrissey hangs up.
I wanted Morrissey to go with me, I would've loved to see his taste.
I walk to my bedroom that filled with my vinyls, and numerous band posters.
I walk over to my vinyl collection, I pull out "Road to Ruin" by Ramones.
I let the record play as I lay down on my side.
My mind slowly wanders back to Morrissey.
Ive always believed relationships were not for me, the one that i'd had was horrible. He treated me like dirt. He would kick me around like some pebble on the sidewalk.
I don't know why, but I wanted to get to know Morrissey. He seems like the kind of person that you could just talk with for hours. I wanted to do that with him.
Im sure he thought of me as just some other daydreamer that wanted to be with him. He doesn't seem to be interested in anything like that.
Maybe in a few days ill invite him somewhere else. I think maybe a coffee shop would be alright. But what would we even talk about?
He's so very pretty though, Ive never seen eyes as vibrant and colored as his.
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FanfictionIt is 1983 and Serena Tara is a burnt-out university student. Her father is a photographer for numerous bands. One day he asks her to help him with a shoot. But something else will lay within the depths of this favor.