Blinded Sight

§ thirty-four §

"Why are you still here?"

he asked, sitting next to her.

"Oh, I stayed at the library for a while.

You?"

"Soccer practice.

There's a game tomorrow.

Are you going to be there?"

"Yes,"

she said, smiling.

A grin was already etched

across his face,

but then again,

when was there not?

"So...

I see Dipshit is not with you

this afternoon."

She laughed,

and never has he been so delighted

to see someone so happy.

"I told you, his name is Noah,

and technically

it's already night,

but yes, he's not with me."

"Why? Cool Guy couldn't handle

a few extra hours

waiting for you in the boring library?"

She laughed.

"No, he said he had some stuff to do,

and what was it that you said

about the library?"

He chuckled.

"I honestly have nothing against the library-

I actually love reading.

I just figured

it was something he'd say."

"Right..."

she said, not sounding convinced.

"But if I were him though,

whatever that stuff is,

I'm pretty sure you're more important."

She

couldn't

breathe.

"Look Faye,

I really like you,

and Noah is a lucky piece of shit

to have you as his girlfriend."

She looked at his warm brown eyes,

and his stupid smile that was always there, then,

and she

couldn't

breathe.

"See you tomorrow,"

he whispered,

pressing a kiss to her cheek.

And with that, he left,

taking her breath away

along with him.

∞

author is dead bc cam.

WHY CAN'T I HAVE A CAM???!!!

--y