Lo•ve /luh-v/ noun Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be cupcakes and rainbows, if you find the one for you. You expect it to be easy. But no, if you find the one, you have to fight for them. It'll never be easy. Love is not a plan. It is a certain beginning that has no end. Love is real, it happens. But when it does it is always incredibly messy. ............... I am standing behind some big tent, with him by my side. Suddenly the song "Put your head on my shoulder" starts to play. He looks at me expecting something. "No." I chuckle, knowing what he wants. "May I have this dance, Tori West?" He smirks. "But-" "Come on, just follow my lead." His smirk turns into a real smile. His hands snake around my waist, pulling me closer. I wrap my hands around his neck, and rest my head on his shoulder. He hums the song slowly as we sway along the slow music. This is a moment I'd want to last forever. But sadly, love is not fair.

This is a short story based on the chapters. Synopsis: Love hurts, especially when it's in unrequited. Started: 26/10/2019

"I want to fall in love, I think. I've never. I know. Everyone I know's been in love or in relationships now and..There's only ever been... there's been people telling me they love me, but it freaks me out and I just run, run and run..Because I'm scared I don't wanna lose anything..I think I'm a bad girlfriend." - Faija