Now I know how the silence kills. The exact moment when you want to talk but don't know what- E.S.
"Tell about yourself Liam?"
"What about me?"
"Who are you? Like your house looked like some kind of palace, with all those security and stuff."
"No, its just my father wants it all. Nothing more. "
I wanted to believe it, but to me it seemed weird. Liam, he is weird.
"So how old are you?" Fingers crossed.
"Eighteen" he replied. Hash. Relief. Because everytime I see a hot/cute guy he's 10-15 older than me, too younger than me, gay or taken.
"So you live with your parents here?" he asked.
"With my mom" I replied.
"And your father?"
"No, my parents got divorced when I was 6, so I don't remember much now."
"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be."
He was thinking something, should I interrupt? I guess not.
"Emma, what is.." he stopped.
"Umm..what?"
"Nothing."
We didn't talk rest of the way. He didn't look at me rest of the way. He didn't smiled. That silence was killing me, I wanted to talk more. To find about him more. But I didn't knew what to say.
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Teen FictionIts about the stage of life when you have everything and nothing, when love is right infront of you but you can not have it, when things are changing rapidly and you don't see it. Emma is a normal teen girl, mad about life. An unfortunate incident o...
