Lone boy. (A Lams Fanfiction)

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You brought your laptop today.

We had fun making Google Translate translate lyrics to Twenty One Pilots songs into a different language, and back into English.

We listened to Twenty One Pilots together.

You seemed to really like them.

Your eyes were beautiful.

You were beautiful.

You tell me about your past.

You tell me how you hate your name.

I tell you that it's beautiful, and you blush at the compliment.

I giggle as you stumble on words, trying to carry on writing.

You were writing in French and talking in English, while you had your laptop in Spanish.

You're full of surprises, Alex.