I have to admit, James is pretty cool. Spending the 3 hours with him turned out to be super fun. We talked about our lives, parents and school. One thing I wouldn't have guessed about James is that he likes to write. I mean I could have guessed it from the quirky black glasses that he constantly pushes up because they're falling off his nose. I have to admit he's quite cute, cute not hot. I never really paid attention to that kind of guy because I judged their outside appearance before looking at their personalities and how kind they are.
"Do you need any help?" he asks me holding the garbage bags we were collecting the trash for the past hour.
"Thanks but I'm almost done," I tell him
"I heard some rumors about you," he tells me sitting down on the bench in front of me.
"It's kind of surprising since you've been here for a day"
"You're pretty popular around here"
"Haha you could say that"
"Interesting," he says almost studying me.
" Could I read one of your books someday?" I ask him.
"I'm not very secretive but when it comes to my books I guard them with my life" he answers
"What do you write about?"
"Whatever I feel is interesting to me, I usually write whenever I feel like and if I have a new idea in my head" he answers me.
I am done with picking up the trash. I tie a knot to close it and sit down on the bench next to him.
"I usually write romance or tragedies, they interest me the most, seeing someone doing fine at the beginning but then crashing and burning towards the ending of the book"
He writes about people like me.
I spot the tattoo on his forearm. 'Soulmates never die' is inked with black.
"Hopeless Romantic?"
"Oh yes"
Authors note:
I know right, terrible ending but anyways. If some of you don't remember the aesthetic I made for James I posted it under this message.
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