Falling too Hard
endlessteen
Love: in primary definition cliché
In all those novels he's the one they always exaggerate, don't get me wrong there sweet and all I love reading them over and over again
It's just they're never realistic.
My realistic love started with a douchebag I hated
He seemed to like me a lot though I realized I liked him at the wrong time
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
He drew closer to me, forcing me into a huddle in the corner. He looked me directly in the eye his sea green orbs meeting my mystic blue ones. His eyes expressed to me an adventurous side. He was 5'8 with me at 5'6, 2 inches might not seem like a lot. That is until you have a dude towering over you like the Eiffel tower.
"You'll love me one day." He whispered his hot breathe hitting my neck and staying there. I honestly thought this dude was a creep. I had just met him not a week ago.
"No I wont! I spat at him
"Okay sugar plum," he replied smirking at me.
He then whispered one more thing "It's our destiny."