In which a sweet girl starts inevitably falling for the boy with a lipring, and a secret. ∵ ∙ ∴ ∙ ∘ ∗ ∘ ∙ ∴ ∙ ∵ "Do you live in this place all by yourself?" He asks quietly, cocking his head a little bit, subsequently causing a lock of blond hair to fall across his forehead. I nod once, eyes locking with his beautiful blue ones, teeth tugging at my lower lip as I continued to stand there, waiting for him to say something more. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be here all alone." ∵ ∙ ∴ ∙ ∘ ∗ ∘ ∙ ∴ ∙ ∵ Copyright © All Rights Reserved | seekingforthefind