"Can I walk home with you?"
I looked up from my book, just to see the boy I was so curious about.
"'Course Niall. I'd be delighted."
He smiled at me again. (I wonder what was with these smiles.) Now that he was so close to me, I noticed that he a small dimple on his left cheek. I stood up, closing my book in the process.
"So you like reading sappy romance novels, huh?" the boy was smirking.
I shrugged my shoulders, smiling goofily at him. "I just do."
"Don't worry, I read them too."
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warmth ☯ nh au
Fanfiche was standing there, right beside the street lamp, illuminated in a golden glow. his blond hair was a bit frizzed up from the lack of care. his cerulean eyes were frantically looking around for something specific, which I may never know about. an...
