Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"But Leah never even shed a tear, her face was completely blank. I don't know if she is numb or in shock but it's weirding me out. I've never seen Leah so calm in my life." ~ ~ ~ Leah Davis is numb, so numb that she seems Calm to everyone around her. Too calm for the situation she's in. Everyone is telling her that it's okay to cry and it's okay to be sad. Leah wishes she could just let it out but she can't, she's numb, closed off. She's like a locked safe with a missing key. Is Harry that missing key? {BOOK 2/2} started 10/4/20 ~ 6/11/21 *WARNING* IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ANXIOUS GO READ IT RIGHT NOW! BEST RANKINGS: 15 in #harry 2 in #styles 12 in #direction 22 in #calm ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @cryinginacoolway_132