"Compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright." There's no way to truly explain Layla Parker in her full beauty and greatness. She's confident, that's for sure. She has enough confidence for both of us, and everyone who said our relationship wasn't going to work. Layla doesn't care what other people think. If she wants to wear a Fall Out Boy shirt, she wears a Fall Out Boy shirt. She prefers chicken nuggets to chicken alfredo, and rock to pop, but there are sides to Layla that aren't like that. She's angry and lost and sick of her parents and older sister Renee pushing her around. She wants to learn to play the guitar and run away to California. She wants to settle down and raise kids in California by the beach, teaching them things in a way her parents didn't teach her. She wants them to know they are loved, and can do anything and everything they want. I want all this for her, but I know it won't be with me.
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Miserable at Best {a Jacob Whitesides fanfiction}
RomanceThe sun and the moon are opposites, and no matter how fascinating or exciting it might sound for them to stand side by side, able to admire each other and ignore their differences, the sun and the moon were never supposed to collide. They were suppo...
