"i will protect you, no matter what happens." {the guys go through many obstacles to try and save eleven after a terrible accident but what they don't know is that underneath it all is more suffering and pain.}

"Maybe someday someone will find you." the girl with the brown hair and brown eyes said, her eyes fixed on the vast ocean, looking at the bottle floating away from her. LA's breeze was warm, but not humid. The girl sighed as she turned her back to go home. The boy with dark hair and dark eyes sat on the sandy ground. The cool Canadian breeze against his skin. The water touched his feet, along with something else. He reached out for the item and smiled. "What a find." He said under his breath.

"𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝?" in which a sad girl makes a deal with a lonely boy at a gas station ⁽ˡᵒʷᵉʳᶜᵃˢᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ⁾ note: this was my very first story and though i worked hard on it, i feel a little insecure about it. so be nice and enjoy.

I was at the dance Millie's arms around my neck, my hands on her hips slowly swaying to the music.