"what scares you the most?" i asked as he slides in through my blanket. his palm stays on my stomach and it feels comfortable when he does that.
his eyebrows narrowed, and he rubbed my hair slowly. "what scares me the most?" he pulls me closer to his chest, bringing this feeling makes my heart beats harder. "i don't know. maybe you?"
"why me?"
"i'm afraid someday you'll forget how to love me properly, i'm afraid someday your eyes will flatter for another, i'm afraid someday your smile will shines bright not for me, and,"
"and?"
he look me straight to the eyes, and his lips slightly making a small grin,
"i'm afriad that you'll leave."
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grammar sucks hey why not its almost three in the morning im dizzy
