*his perspective*
What! What is she even saying I'm toying with her emotions! I am speaking the truth I was speechless.
"Exactly what I thought toying okay I'm heading home now." She said and turned on her heel. I grabbed her arm I could almost feel the bone from how thin she was:
"No don't leave I do have a girl friend but she doesn't click with my feelings like you do. You mean more than you relize your a dream behind a sweat shirt and I tend to make you mine. Because I've fallen for you. That's what I wanted to say." I kissed her cheek and began to walk off.
"You don't get it do you?" She laughed
"I don't want to be the other girl that breaks another girls heart. And I most definatly don't want to break yours." That caught me off gaurd but I kept walking. Taking in what she told me. Why would she break my heart. I turned around to see a glance and saw her just sitting there with her head in her hands.
"You won't break my heart if you gave me a chance." I yelled at her
"You don't know my past." She looked up at me there where tears in her perfect green eyes.
"I don't care all I want is to be there for you now." I smiled at her. She got up and walked towards me. Wrapping her arms around me she hugged me. I just hugged her back consuming her smell and touch. That didn't sound creepy did it? Oh well. I had her now and I wouldn't let her go.
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A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt
RomanceMolly a seventeen year old girl has been abused for the seven years that her father was in their lives. When memory's come flooding back what helps her?
