He traces tiny little circles on the lines of my palm, looking all so serious. "Can you really read palms?" I ask. "Yes," He says. "What's my future then?" And I swear, his eyes light up like a thousand fireflies, and a smile crosses his lips for the first time. "Us."
"Brown eyes, messy hair, funny, sweet... Maybe an angel from Heaven..." He kept coming back... Like a nightmare you can't seem to get rid of... (Don't read if you didn't read first book; The Boy Across The Room) 💜 - - - - Old user was: @ElevenIsMyAlterEggo But same story
We used to meet at the fence everyday... That was until he stopped showing up...
"But you wouldn't hurt a girl that's on your side?" "You wanna bet?" he says.
