Ted POV
I wasn't thinking straight. Why just happened. What. How. When. HOW. I did not just come face to face with love of my life, the one and only, Rolf "Jacob" Sartorius. There's no way. But.... I did.... It happened. And I.... acted like a complete SpaTuLA. I could barely speak, oh no oH nO. What must he think of me. Ugh I bet he thinks I'm the most boring people ever. Let's be real. Who was a kidding, there's no way someone as beautiful as him.... could love someone.... like me. But, why can't I stop thinking about him. Everywhere I look, he's there. In my dreams, in my nightmares. I can't sink my demons, they swim.
authors note: what the fuck am I don't know what the fuck im doing here get me the fuck out run me over seventeen times and call me a goat wha tth e f u ck
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Presidential Love
RomanceTed Cruz is a lonely middle aged politician. Jacob Sartorius is an broken eighteen year old musical.ly star. What happens when these two different worlds collide? Will they be the perfect match, or will they burn out?
