Martin and I sat in our booth at the cafe,
we ordered a large chips and gravy,
smiling as we sat next to each other,
our food journals beside us,
making a tally of each chip we ate.
He had eaten half the box,
and I sat there barely having a quarter.
I wiped my hands and my mouth on a napkin.
"I'm full."
I stated and he looked at my worried.
"Are you sure? You're doing really well."
He said his hand resting on my thigh.
"I'm sure. If I ate anymore I'd explode."
I smirked and he looked at my with a smile,
still not hiding his worried expression.
"Can I tell you a secret?"
He asked and I nodded,
as he moved closer to whisper in my ear.
His hand touched my chin and turned my head towards his,
before our lips touched,
the kiss was short and sweet,
his hand lingered on my thigh,
and his other held my cheek.
We parted and I sat there shocked.
"I've always had a crush on you."
He whispered into my ear and I felt faint.
YOU ARE READING
desserted (brooklyn's story)
Teen Fictionshe didn't mean for it to happen, she stopped eating, not because she was fat, she knew she was already small, still didn't stop her from making comparisons though. (first book in the 'small' series. based on my own experiences)
