"I'm not sure about this" She tells me while cluching my shirt sleeve as tightly as humanly possible.
To Arial : We'll be fine.
"Jesse! I'm not going to read a fricking text right now!"
"God. You'll be fine, I'll go slow" I tell her while lightly touching her hair. "Trust me"
"You are not Aladdin! Why do I let you just do whatever!? Ahhh"
"Stop making it seem like I'm about to rape you"
"Why the fudge are we walking on the edge of the garden wall? We're going to fall!" Arial shouts holding me tighter.
To Arial : Because I love when you depend on me and I love protecting you.
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"Who the fudge are you texting!?! My life is in your hands right now!"
"We're only six feet off the ground, we won't die. Gosh, you're such a girl" I say as I grasp her right hand "Trust me, please"
Her lips form a firm line as she takes a moment to think, her left hand still gripping my shirt, her right tightening grip on mine. "Okay, but if we fall I'm pushing you infront of me."
"And what if I die?"
"Good sir you told me we wouldn't die from a six foot drop."
Her cheeky smile is back. I love it.
To Arial: you look so beautiful standing there -clinging for dear life because I think it's fun to walk on the edg
"Who are you texting this time look infront of you or we will fall, please."
(Backspace)
"Um no one. Let's keep walking."
I guess I should just enjoy the moment while I can.
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Texts I Backspaced
Short StoryShe likes him. He doesn't know. He likes her.. She doesn't know. How do you send texts again?? Arial is isolated, by choice. Can't be seen can't be bothered. "I'm fine being alone on my own island... aren't you?" Jesse is open, yet closed off. Be...
