I'm scared. Scared of what will happen if I look at him. If I say I love him once more..
We had been going out for more than a few months and he had backed off a bit because we had gotten in a fight. But what I didn't know, was that he just backing off because he cared.
A few days of the fight I heard a knock on the door. It was chandler. His blue eyes sparkling and in his hand, a bouquet of black and white and red roses. What a dork. I looked at him, confused. He stepped in. not saying anything. He handed me the flowers, and a tear slipped from his left eye.
I kissed him. gently. softly.
I loved him.
He loved me.
All of the sudden, he took my hand, and led me to my room.
and collapsed on my bed, crying, begging for forgiveness. I laughed quietly. "Oh baby," I started. "You poor thing."
He looked at me and sniffled. I sat on his lap, and he held me, his face buried in my hair.
"Chandler. I love you." I thought out loud.
His body softened. as if relieved.
"I love you too."
he told me
and we stared in eachothers eyes. For what seemed like forever.I know this isn't a smut but one is coming up soon. Taking requests. :)
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Chandler Riggs Smut
Hayran KurguSometimes we all get this feeling, right? Maybe it's about that one cute guy in the hallway. Or that one kid that has a killer smirk named Chandler..