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One Week Later
Y/n's POV
The busy streets of LA are something that I can like and dislike all at the same damn time. Take a look at it from the points of views of two people.
Number one... as a pedestrian. The way city never seems to sleep intrigues me. I seem to love getting lost in the mumble jumbo though. I don't mind it one bit.
Number two... as a driver. The fact that the roads are packed and busy can be very overwhelming, and it makes you feel like you really should've stayed home from the start where there's no combusting atmospheres in the first place.
Fun fact — this isn't about the busy streets of LA.
I've always had this image of what relationships and love would look like in general. I was then hit with harsh reality, which wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. But it still hit and ran me over like a speeding monster truck.
Love is hard, full of ups and downs. It's overwhelming, exciting and sometimes... painful. It keeps you on your toes and you get lost in the person you've fallen for. But I like that. I like working for what I get. I don't like love that comes easy. Then again, when do loving relationships come easy?
So I use that to my advantage.
It also overwhelming sometimes that you'd wished you should've stayed home, where it can't get to you just yet.
What makes it overwhelming, exactly? In truth, it differs from person to person. For me, personally, it's honestly exactly as I've described it before. And with Hailee, it's no different.
She really is something different. She's caring, honest and loving. Not to mention being a good kisser.
But that's not even what's brought me to catch feelings for her. In fact, the fact that she's got amazing personality only add up as a perk or bonus. I've caught feelings because she's willing to stay.
Throughout my life, I've only known people walking out and the people who'd been willing to stay are either way too busy with their own problems or are just dead. It's never in the middle.
Which is probably why I was starting to believe what Angela said about me last week. What she said last year is also coming straight back to me in the process.
It's a shame, because she wasn't always the way she was. She just changed somehow. What the hell changed her, God only knows.
A Year Ago
"What're you doing here?" I enter my apartment, bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep these past few weeks. Here's to more sleepless nights... and nightmares.
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