~•°🌖My Tiny Mate🌔°•~

Chapter Eleven

Three Years Later.
(From here on out, it's Dylan's POV, I might do Kyle's occasionally.)

Dylan's POV

I plug in my head phones to my phone and put it on shuffle, ( I don't have a phone, let alone experience with Apple, so just go with the flow.) The first song that came on is Stitches by Shawn Mendes.

I thought that id been hurt before
but no one's ever left me
quite this sore.
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that will make it out alive,
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watched me,
Bleed until I can't breath
Shaking
Felling onto my knees
And now that
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Trippen over myself
Aching
Begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
Ill be needed stitches

Just like a month drawn to a flame,
Oh you lure me in I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch

Now I'm gonna reap what I see

I'm left seeing red on my own

Got a feeling that im going under
But no know that will make it out alive,
If of quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watched me bleed until i can't breath
Shaking
Falling into my knees
And now that I'm without you kisses
I'll bee needing stitches

Trippen over myself
Aching
begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Needle in the thread
Gotta get you out of my head

Needle in the thread gonna wind up dead (x3)

Needle and the thread gotta get you out my

Get you out of my head

You got me bleeding till I can't breath
Shaking
Falling onto my knees
and now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needed stitches

Trippen over myself
Aching
Begging you to come help
and now that I'm with out your kisses
Ill be needing stitches

And now that I'm with out your kisses ill be needing stitches

Now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches.

Once the song is over I walk faster and then end up tripping. I wait for impact but it doesn't come. I then notice the tingles shooting up my arms. I stand up and then see the most beautiful man in the history of beautiful men.

Thick chocolate hair that makes me want to run my fingers through it, beautiful blue eyes that make me want to swimming in them as I would the ocean, he was tall. Very tall compared to my 5'3 form. I'd suggest he was about 6'1.

. I just blink a few times. I crinkle my eyebrows. I have seen him before, but I chat put my finger on it. I just shake it off.

He looks to be about 18 years old. He looks at me. He smiles brightly. I hear him utter, "It worked." A shove went down my spine. That voice is so deep and velvety i felt my knees go weak and he caught me before I fell. His hands on my arms and warm tingles, making me want to curl up in his arms and go to sleep.

I had a piece of hair on my face and he put it behind my ear gently, as if I was a porcelain doll and he didn't want to break me. I then notice how close we are, face to face, noses a hair away and lips almost touching. I clear my throat and back away a step. I then turn around and walk away, they beautiful stranger behind.