First Person P.O.V
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"Y/N?" Someone asked.
I didn't answer.
"Y/N?" They repeated. "You okay?"
I brushed hair out of my face, giving a smile. "I'm okay, Aris. Just blanked out, ya' know?"
He nodded. "Oh... Yeah."
Our words were quiet as we spoke, crouching in the sand. We weren't even a foot apart from each other.
My eyes trailed up to his face. Everything curved in the right spot. It was set perfectly. I was head over heels for this boy.
"Come on, we should be okay," Thomas said as he tapped me on the shoulder. He jabbed a thumb towards the exit.
Aris outstretched a hand and I took it, smiles plastered to our faces.
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Quiet Ones//Aris Jones X Fem!Reader//
Fanfiction·Quiet ·qui·et ·ˈkwīət/ noun 1. absence of noise or bustle; silence; calm. "the ringing of the telephone shattered the early morning quiet." --- "What could you possibly know about love? The only person you've kissed is Thomas." "I know that you li...
