Leila's life was simple as classical music when she surround herself with her loved ones and rhythm. Other than being criticized and likely bullied by the jocks and preps, Leila finds solace with one of the unexpected ones. Xander. They were very di...
~~~ "Time flies when you're, With someone who loves you just the way you are. And time backs down, With someone you'll fed up with. See? Time changes as the Your stability of the situation. And you? You are the first one." ~~~
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ALL Xander was doing was just sitting there and reading my first written song out loud. I remembered vividly, every bit of it. I wrote it when I was twelve years old, spring. It was the end of winter break and the start of living jailbird (Yes, I was living like that back then too.) me and my parents went over to a big city where our whole family lives and I started written just soon as I get the inspiration from granny Lindsey. "Leila you should be a writer. You are so good at it." She said, when I wrote a tiny love letter of matchmaking between my older cousin Katherine and Dalton who was the crush. And of course, they got married and have a son now. So, I guess you could say that I turned my road over from writer to songwriter.
But just as I got myself alone, I hold my lucky pink pen and started writing my first song about my feelings, my life and me.
And now, Xander is reading it. Goodness.
"I...." He took a deep sigh and closed the book. "I'm sorry." " "Why? You said it already." I said, stood up and I can feel my hands fidgeting with my charm bracelet. "I know I just..." He back downed his head. "My sorries aren't gonna less anything of what I did to you. I..." "Don't." I said. this time, no fidgeting. "It was long years ago and...we were just young and stupid and..."
I wanted to say anything, just something. But before words could trailed back to an enough made sentence, Xander walked towards me and stopped me, planting his index finger at bottom of of my lip and an almost smile came upon his sculptured face. It was a moment, there was a moment that made me all curious and complicated at the same time. I stopped moving as his enormous hand grabbed my tiny wrist and shivers from the bottom to the top.
"Hush," He said, in a quiet and breathing whisper. "Don't you ever stop?" "H-huh? Stop what?" "Talking. But more hiding. You never let people know who you really are." He said, still holding my wrist. "Why?" "I...I don't know how to say to that." "See? All say 'I don't know what to say' and you...you added the 'how'." "So?" I asked, in a smoothen voice, still trying to know what is going on here.
Xander lightly chuckled and finally let go of my wrist, and stood more closer. More reaching. More spreading of our two breathing.
My heart leveled up very fast. "You are too good for this damned world, Lei."
I didn't know what he meant exactly. It could be a compliment or a level downer. He stood more closer, looking down at me.
He was very tall and muscled. His arms were big and looked strong, his face had a chiseled shaven jaw and eyes like winter night and his mouth carved on a smirk that only devils could have that kind of excessive thing.
