in.sane inˈsān/ adjective in a state of mind that prevents normal perception, behavior, or social interaction; seriously mentally ill.

"Days, weeks, months go by Hayley and I'm missing my freedom so much. Everyone is living there lives while...while I'm stuck here wasting mine.." Hayley and Cody seemed utterly intoxicated by each other. Even from far away, everyone could see it. They were drunk. Not by a beverage. By each other. Everyone saw the way they laughed, the way they tried to sneak glances. They both couldn't keep their eyes off the other, even though they both knew that the other was looking. They where so wasted. The subtle excitement when they finally got to see each other never went unnoticed like they wished. Everyone could see it clearly. They found each other utterly intoxicating. And they kept getting drunk, because they where both an addiction that they failed to withstand.

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno