Laurens, I Like You A Lot // Lams // (UNDER EDITING)
"Do you what I've always wanted to do?", John asked, his right hand tucking a wet hair behind my ear, now cupping my face, our lips almost brushing. I felt my cheeks heat up at the intimate contact. I gathered the courage to stop staring at his lips, but they just look so soft and- "Alexander," John whispered. I bit...