My lips were close to his, Inches, maybe millimetres away. One move from someone and they would connect. They would mold together like clay, or a puzzle piece clicking into place. One move. Who was going to make it? "I still hate you." I said staring down at his lips. "No you don't." He breathed out. And then it clicked. ~~~ #10 in friendgroup } 02.15.22 #7 in overthinking } 02.14.22

Two people, from two different worlds. One full of money and publicity, and the other from pain and need. Two people who wish their lives would turn out better in their favor. Briella Mae was a girl in her last year of high school. She didn't live the teenage dream, if anything she thrived for it. She just wanted to be a kid, but when her mother left and her father became an alcoholic her life slowly went downhill. Everyone depended on her, and she was sick of it. That was until she met him. Miles Rossi lived the life of green paper and paparazzi photos. Girls fell to his feet and his whole life was in the public eye. His family could care less about their son, they seen him as a walking dollar sign. But what happens when he meets a girl who treats him like no other?. Their lives were slowly pooling into a flood of water around them. A tide way to big for them to survive by themselves. Although they were drowning, when they were together the water mellowed and they raised to the surface. They needed each other, until they didn't. #1 in drained #6 in nicegirl