A poet who's in love with a blond that doesn't understand his feelings. | destiel texts | || short story || ||| started; feb 6, 2017 completed; feb 14, 2017 1k; apr 17, 2017 2k; ~sept 25, 2017 3k; unknown ||| Warnings/Triggers: mild language & minor sexual content. horrorsmeltaway

i don't love you, i'm just passing the time copyright © officialcastiel this book follows the lyrics of 'she had the world' by panic! at the disco

What was he doing here? "You're The Kid Who Has Guts." "I'm guessing you want to know my name?" I expressed. He lifted his eyes up, lashes thick and long, grazing against the apples of his cheeks as he blinked gracefully. "It's up to you." He replied, shrugging. I stared at him, light brown freckles scattered on his skin like stars. His mouth turned up into a friendly smile, rows of white teeth flashing. Strange. A boy like him being nice to a boy like me. Something couldn't be right with him, he's acting as if I'm important in his higher universe. I clenched down on my teeth, gritting them back before I could say something rude, "Just call me The Kid Who Has Guts." Because it's not like Dean Winchester will ever talk to me again. *completed in 2017* *** Disclaimer: I do not own the show "Supernatural" or its characters. This is simply a work of fiction. I do not take any part in the show, other than being a fan. WARNING: ABUSE, SEXUAL REFERENCES, ANGST AND FOUL LANGUAGE Author's Note: I made the cover, I didn't take the photo. I added the font, the effects, the color etc...

They say you fall in love three times in your lifetime. The first time is when you're young, High school maybe. It's fun and exciting and new. it's the love that looks right. The second time is hard love, more mature and passionate, Its hard to let go of. It's the one that teaches you lessons about who you are and what you want. Its the love you wished was right. And then the third time, the unexpected love, it's brave, it's where the connection is strong and it can't be explained. It's the love that feels right.