Butterflies. Those were in her stomach when she woke up the previous day. She remembered how his arms felt around her waist so that she wouldn't fall. It was the greatest feeling in the entire world.
And when she awoke, her heart skipped a beat. Because then and there she knew she liked him. She knew she wanted to be more than friends.
But she didn't know if he felt the same. What if he
didn't? And so the negative thoughts flowed right
through her head. And then she left his apartment.
What she had done was wrong too, she shouldn't have gone out so quickly. She shouldn't have left him there. Now here she was, at the park in the cold cool morning, watching all the dogs walk with their owners and kids running around the green grass.
She felt terrible. She should've left the night before. none of this would've happened if she did.
But she wanted it to happen. She wanted to be in the couch with him still asleep in his arms. She
wanted him so badly. But she couldn't. Because
after walking out on him, she's ashamed to even call herself his friend. So she silently sat on the frosted moist bench quietly thinking about him........
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FanfictionOnly once had she heard him say three words to her. ❝Take a Sip❞ With a crooked smile plastered on his face, that she'll never come to forget. ⚠ WARNING ⚠ All rights reserved This book or any portion of it may not be reproduced, distributed or used...
