love sick puppies - tracob

- 8

he just smiled weakly at me.

"let's get going," he said.

I nodded my head and we proceeded to ride our bikes home.

jacob rode his bike really slowly, he wasn't focused and would often accidentally ride on the grass and snap out of his day dream.

"are you okay?" I asked.

"yeah just thinking about something,"

we soon reached my house.

I got off my bike and walked it up to the fence.

he awkwardly watched as I stopped and turned around to him. we looked into each other's eyes for a solid 30 seconds before he coughed and scratched his head.

"bye jacob,"

"bye troye," he said riding off.

I watched him ride off into the distance.

he was wiping his face.

possibly wiping tears?

a pretty boy like him doesn't deserve to crying.