"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um...
❝Ever since you went missing, I stayed strong, I never gave up that you are actually gone..❞ © 2k14 taisshan briana all rights reserved /ashton irwin a.u story/
draptomania (n.) an overwhelming urge to run away [lowercase intended] © shannyn {-radicalum} 2014 [warnings: cuteness and lots of cuddling].