DismalTeen
"It's like, there's something missing. It's dark, and to be honest," I take a deep breath, looking into the dark brown eyes that hold concern. "I am terrifed."
Tyler awkwardly grabs my hand, looking down at it and playing with my ring and pinkie finger. Everytime I feel his touch butterflies erupt into a chaotic war inside my empty stomach.
I don't think he is going to say anything. He's just sitting in silence. His mouth opens but then closes again, and his eyebrows scrunch together as if he keeps changing his mind.
"Let's get that fourth light lit," he smiles his famous cute crooked smile. "Come on tour with us."
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This story is inspired by the band Twenty One Pilots. I hope you give this book a chance, for I see great things for this book.
Stay alive, frens |-/