He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]

❝Tell me every horrifying dream you've ever had, even if my bones have to shatter or my ears have to bleed. Tear my skin apart with the words scraping off your tongue.❞ ❝I can't put you through this. You don't need to suffer, too.❞ ❝But I already am, Shawn.❞ • Shawn and Sophia have the typical teenage relationship. Their undying love for each other makes it impossible for most not to envy the young couple. Everyone just thinks he's going insane, but when he and Sophia find out the real reason behind the sudden attack of his mind, Shawn realizes protecting the person he loves is going to be harder than he thought.

In which a boy was too much a nervous wreck to initiate a conversation with the girl of his dreams, so rather, he finds a loophole. [Completed.] © 2015-19 runninglow wattpad