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...
~~~ "I was looking for something that wasn't you. Until you walked, You were Looking for something that wasn't me. Until our eyes met, And suddenly, We both knew we were actually, looking for other things, Was a facade of looking for each other." ~~~
48 hours before the deal / five seconds after the almost infinite kiss:
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XAN closed the gap between us and suddenly all parts of me crushed into his. I could feel the warmth of his arm around my back and the other on the right side of my neck. And I knew, how much I was longing for this. How much I've wasted my time of decreasing myself over and over again.
But the truth was, honestly, utterly and truly...there was no wonder that I think of him as more than an annoying boy who taunts and criticize everyone. I do think of as much, much more than I used to think he was.
Right now, I was kissing this guy, who helped Mrs.Clara to find her way, who made sure that I start to love myself, who did so much awful things at a very young age and undo it after confessing his love and his sorry for me, who made me believe that my voice is the gift from the literal angels and who told me that I have beyond more than those five reasons for the capability of anyone to fall in love with me.
What he didn't know that, I never wanted a person to fall in love with me. I always wanted him to be my first, and my last.
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5 years ago, second grade. I was sitting in my usual spot, eating cronut with my strawberry milkshake. At the end of the lunch break, when I was about to pack up my stuff and get ready for my music class, Cary Gil, the one that got away fortunately came and trashed all of my stuff including the pink rose I adored very dearly.
I was little, and I cried. Tears couldn't stop to visualize it's existence.
It was naive to even cry about something that always comes easily. I could get any pink rose from a flower shop or a nice garden.
And then, right when I was about hide my tears, Xander came. I didn't had to tell him anything because he saw, everyone saw.
I thought he was about to mock me, or tell me something which'll worsen my mood than it already was, but...Xander always did things in his own way. Right or wrong. But he always did things that'll be hard for anyone to forget.
He stood there, with an artificial pink rose.
"This is for you, it' won't die and that Cary wouldn't be able to do anything because-well, he is scared of artificial things. I know, he's weird."
