Prologue

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I sat back in my chair, gazing calmly at the dark screen of my computer. Thinking. I stared at my reflection in the screen. The computer was off, but, in my thoughtful state, I couldn't care less. The blankness didn't bother me for once. Thoughts flowed through my mind as though the Hoover Dam of my imagination had just broken, and there was nothing to stop my mind. I subconsciously knew that I should be thinking about her, about the breakup, the memories. But I wasn't. I was thinking about him. His brown eyes. His perfect face. His lips. Images and thoughts of Him were what went through my mind, and I couldn't stop it. I didn't even try. That might've been a reason for the continuous thoughts. I absentmindedly put my head in my hands and closed my eyes, letting the computer mouse that I had been holding fall to the carpeted floor.

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