she slowly pushed open the door that lead to the book shop, hearing the familiar ring of the bell that hung above the door. alexa came here often; not necessarily for the books, more like for a certain guy.
of course alexa had no idea who this guy actually was, she only knew that he came every saturday from two until four pm. oh, and that he always wore the same white t-shirt.
alexa thought about finally talking to this 'mystery guy' today, she'd been going to the library every saturday for five months now watching the tall blonde, but was now beginning to want more. as if on cue, the bell rung once again, the teenager strolling in heading straight to the corner of the small store.
"why do you always wear a white t-shirt?" she asked, instantly realising that she sounded slightly rude.
the boy hummed as he looked up, his fingers delicately pushing a book back onto the shelf. a small smirk littered his lips as he spoke.
"why do you always watch me?"
YOU ARE READING
t-shirt |lrh|
Fanfictionthere was something about his white t-shirt. the way it fit his shoulders and arms snug, the way it hung down low enough to cover the rest of his body. or maybe it was just him she was memorized by. lower case intended. credit for the idea: @idolis...
