❝ ― They say death, is torture but they clearly haven't fallen in love with you. ❞
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I can hear you talking in the distance, your persistence is so cruel
Light laughter filled the room, I stood on Sam's bed. I was mimicking our least favourite teacher and in all honesty i have to say that it was a pretty accurate impression. My hands clutched my stomach, a loud laugh escaped my lips.
And all your words pull at my feet and I fall back in love with you.
Sam grabbed my ankles, tripping my up. I landed against his bed, my body tensed slightly as I fell on his mattress. He softly pressed his lips on my forehead.
"What was that for?" I asked, a smile tugging on my lips.
"For being cute."
I sat up slightly, leaning towards Sam and kissed him on the corner of the mouth.
"What was that for?" He mimicked my tone as I laid back down.
"For being cute." I repeated.
He held onto my forearm, straddling me slight . He pulled his lips onto mine, unfortunately our moment was ruined when the door creaked open revealing a disgusted Kristy.
