Keefe's Description of Sophie

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A/N; WOW! two chapters in one day?! This is just a little extra chapter until tomorrow when I give you I'll always be here part 2! 

In this oneshot, it's just Keefe ranting about our lovely miss foster!

Enjoy!




Obviously Keefe's POV:


Sigh 

She gets me every time. Everything about her is beautiful and special and ugh. Why does she make me feel this way.


Me:Keefe, start with her eyes!


Uhhh, okay? 

Her eyes are the most extraordinary but beautiful thing you've ever seen. They're hickory, like the earth's deepest, most rich soil. Or maybe the hot chocolate on a cold winters evening next to the fireplace. And the golden flecks in them, they're like the way the clouds turn all golden when the sunset is the must beautiful. 

And when she's sitting in the sun, maybe on her bed reading a book, or writing something. They look like perfectly worn sea glass 

The way she rolls them when I do something stupid.

The way she stares out the big window at Havenfield.

They way they flutter open when she wakes up from a nap.

It's breathtaking 

They remind you of home. Something I never really got to have. 


Me:How about her hair?


Her hair? Don't even get me started. 

Her hair is like a lush summer sunrise. Or the sun, right at golden hour. It's a mix between so many different kinds of blondes from a really light to faint dark blonde. 

And the way it's not curly, but not entirely straight makes it absolutely magnificent. 

The way she tosses it when it gets in her way

The was she fiddles with it when she gets antsy.

The way she twirls a strand around her finger when she's tired and doesn't notice.

The way it falls on her shoulders when she takes it down after a long day. 

Gorgeous. 


Me:just describe hEr at this point


Uhh what do you mean? How weird are yo-

DO IT 

okay, Okay chill. 

Foster's just astonishing in every way. Something about the way the ends of her mouth twitch when she's trying to be mad at me but fails every time 

Or the way she snuggles up to me when she's cold. 

Sometimes, she gets these anxiety attacks where she just freaks out for no reason. It's a good thing I'm there, because I know just the way to calm her down. I'd omg know how but the first time it was so... easy. The way she just starting crying and cuddled into my side and let me hold her. 

At first, before our relationship, she was scared of getting back into the 'dating' field. When she first admitted to me she was scared of falling, I told her,

It's okay, just whenever you're ready, I'll be here. 

It took a while, but she finally tried it and it went well. 


And I'll never forgot when she said I love you for the first time. 

She'd always been afraid of saying it, like with relationships. But I just gave her all I could. I said she didn't have to say it now if she wasn't ready. As long as I knew she'll say it eventually, I was fine. 


All in all, she's just.... perfectly imperfect. I want to spend the rest of my life with this girl. 


"Keefe, wake up!" 


"I am up, Foster."


"You weren't, though."


She pulled me in for a kiss.

After we both pulled away, I say,


"I love you, Foster."


"I love you too, Keefe."




Words: 573


Hope you enjoyed, this took so long even though it's short.

Xoxo,

Addi



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