"Pft..whatever man.." Jonathan said kind of upset, he rolled his eyes and headed back upstairs. I truly felt bad for him but I couldn't bring myself to face him. These are new feelings to me. I didn't know what to do so I just sat there with my head dangling, slightly tearing up. . . . Jonathan's POV . . . I sat on the bed and put on the headphones that are always around my neck. They never leave my side. "Okay.. maybe I can remember the lyrics without writing them on my book." He lays back and puts the pillow over his face. "Hmghhhh" - he screamed into the pillow, but it wasn't that loud since it muffled my scream. "This is ridiculous" he said in frustration as he threw the pillow across the room, it knocking over the lamp on the stand nearby. All that was heard now was the clock ticking downstairs due to it being incredibly silent. "It's too quiet" I narrowed my eyes and turned on my side. I started a slow melody in my head then I hummed the words I wanted "if I could write you a song to make you fall in love~" I got distracted in my thoughts and hadn't realized I began crying yet smiling. Sock couldn't help but hear Jonathan singing. He lifted his head up slowly and looked at the wall in front of him...
{{IT AINT EVEN HIS SONG LOL}} How are you guys? :3))) I'm running out of ideas, please suggest some 💓💓💓I will use them in my story~❤️
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