Victoria Smith had always been a shy girl, as no one really cared about her. She felt like she had no one in the world (well, except for her cat). One night, she finds that maybe that loneliness was about to end. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?" -Please-, take a look at the TAGS before reading. This is...
He was the man I once fought for. I watched him in the crowd, his tall figure looming over the others. He still looked the same from the day he left me, his hair was different, it was a shade darker from before and it appeared to be tousled and messy, his sharp jaw was neat with no stuble left, and his dark eyes still...
He strides closer, his eyes focused intently on me. I stumble backwards, feeling the cold wall press against my back. He stops inches away from me, forcing me to stare at his dark brooding eyes. I was enthralled by them, luring me in. "What are you doing?" My throat went dry as I spoke, his figure closing in. His scen...