June 2nd, 2016
She was telling me about a tragic date.
"So, this guy's very clearly extremely drunk, and he staggers into this fancy, Italian restaurant and I'm sat at my table waiting and praying I don't laugh. And then - because he can get to the table, he ends up kissing about seven females before realising which one's me!" Lucy laughed, and so did I. We'd been sat at the bar for an hour or two now, just talking and sharing past experiences. It was fun; I enjoyed spending time with Lucy. I suddenly realised the boys were missing, and assumed they'd gone back to the tourbus - but I really didn't care, because with Lucy, I felt happy for once.
"So, um... since clubbing isn't really our forte, how about we go play video games at mine? You know, since I live alone and it's my last day there for a while." She smiled.
"Actually, that's a great idea." I smiled too, secretly paying for her drink and sneaking her money back into her bag, kissing her head, and taking her hand. I let her lead me to her house as I played with her hands: intertwining our fingers (which felt far too right to be wrong), drawing patterns along her fingers, tracing circles gently into her palms. By the time we reached her large apartment,
her cheeks were a deep crimson, and my lips were curved upwards in a smug grin.
a/n
dedicated to @harryscheesepuff because I'm pretty sure she's the only one that reads this book 😂😂
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Somewhere I Belong || mgc
Fiksi Penggemar"I'll be your haven if you be my outline." ▲▲▲ ° ▲▲▲ Michael Clifford has never felt that he belongs. He feels the outcast - in his band, in his family. Until, that is, he meets dorky video game fanatic Lucy. -- has dates, but does not follow slfl t...
