Memory 3
"Jonathan don't even try."
You laugh and I raise my eyebrows at the sound of it. It is the first time you have said my name. Unexpectedly you pronounce it the way it is supposed to sound. As I expected you do not click the 'c' properly.
You are going through a dirty art phase and take out books filled with nude pictures by different artists. I try not to judge but it is all over my face.
"I like to paint."
Your defensiveness is backed up by your stained shirt. It is spotted with blue, red and yellow paint.

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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...