November rain here is awful to me. I don't like the rain, you know I don't. Thus time though, I used my head ( with the help of my mother ) and took my black and white umbrella. It had a hole in the right side of it but it wasn't big enough to get me soaked.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" You jogged over to me from across the street, a closed umbrella in your hand. I rolled my eyes and tried walking away but you caught up to me and pulled my back pack to hold me back.
"What's your problem!" I screeched, trying to wiggle my way out of your grip.
"Easy there, cutie!" You laughed, each and every rasp from your voice dripping off of your tongue. "No way are you walking under...that." Emphasizing 'that', there was a disgusted look on your face. "Take this one." You snatched my umbrella and opened up yours, shoving it in my hands.
"B-but what about you? You'll get s-soaked." I spoke shyly, trying not to shiver in the cold.
You looked at me, with that award winning smile of yours, completely dodging my question. "Do you want to come over for a while?"
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Short Story*NOT EDITED* This is for the boy who made me feel like me. This is for the boy who makes me laugh and smile. This is for the boy who made me feel like I belong. This is for you, the loveliest boy.
