i stare at the pastor in front of me intensely. i watch the rosary swing around his neck, hypnotizing me.
the service ends and i slowly rise. i wait for the old woman next to me leave before i make my exit.
i wait for my father, who happens to be the pastor, to finish up his conversation and i follow him to the parking lot. he tells me he forgot his bible in the building and goes to get it. i wait by the car.
i notice a boy leaning against a black suv staring at me.
his blue eyes captivating. his dark hair in contrast to his pale skin standing out against the afternoon sun. he smirks at me. i look down embarrassed that he caught me staring. when i look up i see he's still staring at me. he waves and i feel a subtle blush creep onto my skin. i give a small wave back.
my father comes out of the building and we get into the car. i steal one last glance at the boy as we drive away.
butterflies.
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Holiest//Phan
Fanfictionin which a sad catholic boy falls for another boy [lowercase intended] {warning this is pretty bad. oops}
