They had a fool proof plan in place: Argue. Wait to be alone. Make out. The rules were just as simple: Don't get caught. Don't tell anyone. (and most importantly) DO NOT FALL IN LOVE. Tyler isn't sure he remembers when the last one went out the window, all he knows is he's royally screwed now. cover art by vyles...
"Then kiss me until my lips become sore, sunshine."
[completed] philly: who's this? danhowell: your future husband ; copyright © 2016 //highest ranking: #4
