today i decided to talk to him. i wore my white oversized sweater and blue skinny jeans with converse. i wanted to look good for him.
before class started, i went up to him where he was sitting at the front on his own.
"hey, are you okay?" i didn't want to seem rude.
"yeah." calum mumbled, but i knew he wasn't.
"no, you're not." i responded, playing with the hems of my sweater paws.
"why ask then?" calum quietly and harshly snapped, but i didn't care. he was still beautiful.
"because no one else wears sweaters during july except me. and i know what i do to myself and i hope you're not doing the same. plus, i wanted to hear y-your voice, calum." i bravely said politely. my cheeks were naturally red, but i blushed and my cheeks went redder than they were.
he smiled at me. ashton and luke saw he smiled at me. i hope i cheered him up a bit.
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Beautiful >> malum
Short Story"There is a boy in the front of my class, who I swear only laughs or smiles. He's beautiful." BASED OFF OF THE SONG 'DARK ENOUGH'
