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love you so much. happy holidays <3 it's a short sneak peek... i'm writing the first chapter... <3 there's so many votes on the Give Me Love story chapter. gawd. love you so fucking much.
xx francis
"From the moment we started talking I knew that I wanted you around."
His whistling threw her off, her movement off. Her foot accidentally made a crinkling noise in the wet pavement, a leaf crumbling under her rule. She gasped, watching him turn around. Her eyes widened, seeing his face full of energy and joy, even though he was alone.
Her bow and arrows quickly turned into a backpack and notebook, the small back-up dagger in her pocket transforming into a blue fluffy pen. The transforming was definitely late, her unplanned step creating a sudden catastrophe. To the human eye though, it was fast enough for one to miss it.
They stared at each other for a moment, absorbing each other. She thought he would be freaking out, if she was in his position she would be. A strange girl stalking him in an uncommon alleyway... Aren't humans afraid of weird scenes like this?
She was frozen, afraid. This never actually happened, she was mostly in the shadows, only having communication with her mind. Not a handsome brown-eyed, ruffle-haired boy.
He blinked at her, waiting for a response. Little did he know that her insides were bubbling, but not with fear. Something strange, something that made her feel happy, joyful. It made her jumpy and excited, like the look on his face. She bit her tongue, a brick of realization hitting her in the stomach. I need him. And I want him. I want him mine.
He blinked again, him realizing she wasn't going to talk first. Swallowing, he greeted himself politely. "Hi."
Barely understanding what he said, she waited a few minutes to comprehend. "Uh," she stuttered, "hey."
"I'm Mitchell, Mitchell Hughes. But you can call me Mitch."
She blinked several times at him, shocked that he actually wanted to make friends with her. She hesitated to tell him the truth, but went along with it.
Should I do it? Should I make friends for once? she thought. Her whole life she was lost, maybe it was the humans who were lost. Not her. She bit her lip, sighing heavily.
Looking up into his brown, amazing eyes, she smiled.
"I'm Aphrodite Archer. But I prefer Lux."
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discontinued; Give Me Love || Mitchell Hughes
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