Wrists are for bracelets, not for cutting.

Part 4!

"Why did you do it, Alayna?" Kellin looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes of his. I took a deep breath. "I don't like myself." "Why not?" "I don't know, I just don't." "Well, I think your beautiful." Kellin smiled and stood up. "Kellin?" "Hm?" "Thank you." "Your welcome." He walked out of my room and cracked the door behind him.

KELLIN'S POV: She really is beautiful. Everything about her. Her jet black hair, her mossy green eyes, her pale skin, her tiny body. I can't belive I get to spend a year with her. I wonder how she sings..

ALAYNA'S POV: Oh my god, his eyes. They're so perfect. I really wanna hug him. He's so sweet. He called me beautiful. I wonder if he means it..

The next morning I woke up to bacon & pancakes. "Wow Kellin, This is really good!" "I'm glad you like it!" He smiled at me with those pearly white teeth. We went poster shopping and when we got back we hung them all up. Kellin laughed as a put a shirtless poster of him on my ceiling, above my bed. "What are you laughing at?' I asked him with a raised eyebrow. "That poster. I look so stupid." "No you don't you look--" "How do I look?" "Hot."