It's really not my fault. If you met him, you would've fallen too.
He's just a charmer. With his big brown eyes, chubby cheeks, and unruly curls, he really is a work of art.
I don't think he's ever given me any reason to love him, other than himself.
I still fell for him.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
