"Are you going to stand there all day? Hurry up and open the diner, Neil," Harry firmly said. Oh, I forgot. I might have a little crush on the guy who can't pronounce my name properly after working with for a year and a half.
Records. Alternative Rock, black Dr. Martens boots, blue butterflies and records again. I never thought that I would sell my soul to the devil for some old vinyl records. I broke my rules for him. I knew he was a bad idea, from the way he walked, talked or pronounced my name - but I always loved bad ideas. Between day...
She came around the corner of the school walls and finally found him. He was holding a cigarette in his hand yet again. He looked at her with his knowing look of trouble in his eyes. She was supposed to take it as a warning and run away yet she choose to ignore it. She choose to stay. All the trouble that came with hi...