love story between a girl and a boy?
it begans with hatred towards eachother because of their first encounter.
- 𝕸𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖊 1963 - 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝕳𝖎𝖌𝖍
(Joseph Descamps x oc)
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we turned walking together silently yet comfortably, we sat down at the lunch benches ordering food, he looked at me clearing his throat, i sat down my eyes wandering around the streets filled with people on there bikes, walking, riding.
Just as Descamps opened his mouth to speak the waitress came, i held in my laugh while looking at the waitress smiling asking for a cup of coffee, while Descamps ordered his stuff i looked up at him.
"Why all of the sudden all this?" I asked directly just getting to the point wanting answers.
He looked up at me for a couple seconds "i saw you sitting over there alone, might as well do something while were both outside in this fresh weather" he said right as the waitress came handing us our drinks.
I held my cup blowing before taking a sip staring up at him, i smiled "guess so, it is nice" i said looking at the view once again taking it all in.
"Im Joseph Descamps" he said taking his hand in front of me waiting for me to shake it, i laughed a genuine laugh i knew where this was getting at accepting it, i stared at him holding his hand "Clara Young, its nice to meet you" i said back smiling shaking his hand during the process.
He turned back taking out a cigarette lighting it up leaning on his seat. He nodded towards me and i shook my head as a no "never tried it" he said smirking tilting his head.
I shook my head nodding "why did i bother asking, you're a good girl" he said inhaling on the cigarette blowing it out. My heart is pumping real hard right know as im trying to act completely normal taking a sip of my coffee.
"Its bad for peoples health, considering yours to" i said looking at him my hands on my chin.
"Thats why i do it" he said setting the cigarette down still lit on drinking his drink.
"Can i try" i spoke, i don't know why i just said that, i just gave him an advise its bad and here am i wanting to try. In this moment i don't even know what im saying.
He held his hand out giving me it, gosh i don't know what to do, he laughed at me "just inhale it and blow it out" he said, i slowly inhaled but ended up coughing holding my hand over my mouth which made him stood up patting my back asking me if i was okay.
I stared at him laughing "i should take my own advice and not do this anymore" i said holding my chest embarrassed looking around to see if anyone noticed.
"You shouldn't" he said laughing sitting down. He stared at me silently while i stared back, is there something on my face or what? Is my hair okay why is he not saying anything.
Just as i was about to open my mouth he already spoke before me "what did you mean by one of your games earlier on" he said staring at me waiting for a response.
I stared back clearing my throat sitting in a better position fixing my skirt, "acting nice and then the next day acting like you don't know me, certainly thats something you would do" i said overall it was the truth he has mood swings changing every second which is hard to manage in a person.
I spoke further not giving him a chance to speak at all "considering all the jokes and especially what you did to Michele do you expect me to see you all kind now?" I said looking at him not in anger but in confusion wanting answers to why.
He looked at me his emotions seemed sad and regretful, he stayed silent letting my words take over him letting him think deeply about what he has actually done. Does he feel any regret or shame? Does he feel like a jerk now, does he feel sorry?
"We should get going" he stood up abruptly searching his pockets pulling out cash laying it out on the table turning to leave not before nodding at me to get up, i sat there puzzled in confusion. So he just ignores it? Is that what you call wanting to change, he thinks he can ignore it and let it go I certainly wont let this slide.
he walked while i walked behind him silently not before long when we reached the corner i began speaking immediately "so this is what you do huh, running away from the problems you caused" i said stopping which also caused him to stop.
He turned around staring at me, "speak then huh, you do all these rude things then you come all nice wanting to change but yet you're here running away from the truth, ur actions have consequences which is the reason your one eyed" i said defensively trowing my hands in the air frustrated, it might've come out rude but im so fed up and mad i don't even know what im saying just trowing all my thoughts out
He stood there staring at me coming closer while i backed away my back hitting the wall, "one eyed? Wasn't there any kinder way you could've said it" he spoke in a way i cant explain it.
"Thats the thing you focus on throughout the whole conversation" i said staring back at him full eye contact trying to seem confident obviously failing.
we stared at each other taking our emotions in, my heart beating so hard i hope he cant hear it. While staring i took his features in, he was very handsome no doubt even one eyed he still manages to pull it off, i need his skincare routine to be honest. My thoughts stopped as soon as his lips came crashing down on mine.
