It's 3am and the lovely boy is at my doorstep again, begging, pleading, to be let in.
"Beautiful girl, you gorgeous girl, please invite me in. I'm cold and lonely and I want to be held by you and you only."
He smelled like self-hatred and nicotine, but maybe that was me. He looked like a million stars that strived to outshine one another. Oh this lovely boy.
"Come in Niall, but don't make this a habit."
"I'm sorry that I woke you up again, Lea. Let me make it up to you baby."
Lovely boy smells like self-hatred, nicotine, and lust, but who doesn't?
"You know Niall, your eyes kind of remind me of what the sky looks like before a storm. Its that lovely deep shade of blue. You are my calm before the storm, lovely."
"I hate myself Lea, but I love you dearly. Make the pain go away, please." the lovely boy pleaded.
The smell of self-hatred grew stronger and so did the smell of lust, I think it may be me.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Read to me one of your poems," little did he know that the poems were about him. Such a lovely boy he is.
"You've been gone for weeks now and its taking everything inside of me not to file a missing person's report because here you are, lying next me, yet your eyes are as empty as it gets and I can't seem to find the person that I fell in love with."
"Beautiful, gorgeous girl, that was absolutely heart shattering and mind boggling. May I ask who that was written about?"
I pondered the lovely boy's question for a bit. God was he ever so lovely.
"I can't remember who I wrote it about -lie, but I do know that I was -am deeply in love with him."
"Did he love you back?" the lovely blue-eyed boy questioned.
"Well, lovely, I never got the chance to ask him. His heart is still missing and so is his happiness."
"I'm sorry."
"So am I."
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a/n this book will probably be the longest book I will ever write lol. tHE POEM IS MINE BTW SO PLEASE DONT STEAL IT OR WE WILL HAVE :) A :) PROBLEM :) anyways, this chapter was over 400 words which is more than I've ever written (so far at least) lol bye