ONE WEEK AGO“UGHHHH, their CHEMISTRY.”
“Of what?”
She looked at him then her phone in her hand
“The... My idol, ssss. They have history together so.”
“Oh like us,”
♪♪♪ [He laughs at all my jokes
And he says I'm so American
Oh God, it's just not fair of him
To make me feel this much
I'll go anywhere he goes
And he says I'm so American
Oh God, I'm gonna marry him
If he keeps this shit up
I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love] ♪♪
Suddenly the lyrics turned out, at that moment. At that look. In his eyes, occasionally we’re looking through eyes, smiling, grinning toothlessly. Unaware but aware.
Sounds stupid right. It feels he was saying something. That our feelings are same.
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FORGOTTEN
Historical Fictionnothing its surprise. This story inspire by 13th century. France