you & i

21; you

21: you

you lived in a mansion

a beautiful white castle

and i knocked on the door

your mother looked nothing like mine's

young, botoxed, rich

cruel.

Danny hid behind me afraid, as i explained

she only looked at me with disgust and lead me to your room

your room isn't as grandeur as the chandelier halls and ballrooms of parlours

and i like that

it's only simple navy blue and you lay in your bed, sick

"thank you" you murmur

it's the only time i hear you quiet

Danny sits on your polished wood floors and plays with imaginary cars and planes

vroom vroom

my heart beats fast as

your intense brown gaze digs into mine's

"you guys were the only ones to visit me and bring me my schoolwork"

"we are friends" i reminded him. "your best ones"

a smile plays on your delectable pink lips as you agree and hold my hand

i couldn't pull away, stuck in your muddy brown stare

"best friends" you repeat with a smile

j: long wait, long update! super busy the past few days, i'm so sorry! here's a long chap to make it up ;)