L O S T .|| ✔ //MxM

T W E N T Y - E I G H T .

As a loner when I was a kid, I had read a variety of books. And while I didn't decide to read romance as a genre, they always did come up, no matter the genre.

But I always thought, when I do meet somebody I liked, it would take me at most a day to realise it. With the sparks flying and subtle dovey eyes we would be giving each other.

I never thought, I'd fall in love with someone I quite literally knew nothing about.

I want to admonish myself for letting myself fall, but I find that I can't. What started as sympathy has now turned into something of fierce protectiveness.

Now I want to laugh at myself.

Despite all the precautions I took, to not end up in this position, I managed to still land head first in it.

Does it make me nervous?

For fucks sake, Yes!

He could be straight for all I know.

But when has that ever stopped anybody?

All the time?

I've just come to the realization that I won't be able to make 10000 words at the stipulated deadline.

Well, no worries, the book goes on.