"so where does that leave us?" ash asked the girl, who had now turned so she could look him dead in the eye.
"well, i would like it very much if you'd be my boyfriend?" she said it in a more questioning manner, a grin spreading on her face as he matched her smile.
"well, then the i would be honoured," ashton chuckled, pulling the girl close.
"thank you," she said after a few long moments of silence.
"for what?" he asked confused, breathless due to her large green eyes that radiated life under the stars.
"for fixing me"
"thank you" he replied.
"why"
"for returning the favour"
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Poppy// a.f.i - book III
أدب الهواةShe is as delicate as a summer flower, and as tragic as war
