She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

they just send messages in a group chat.

❝Your paintings are amazing, but Luke, you're the best kind of art there is.❞ There are three facts about Luke: one, Luke can't speak. It's been that way since he got involved in a car accident thirteen years ago. Two, he has the biggest crush on the most popular girl in school. And three, he can't verbally describe her beauty into words, so he derives them into brush strokes against the pages of his sketch pad. Then, one day, she notices him ✧ © horizonless 2015

he was an writer and she an artist. he was older but she didn't care. he was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen and her obsession was greater than either of them could imagine