MonicaMamudo
“‘Oh, c'mon! If we had planned this out, wouldn't turn out this way!’ I said smiling and sliding my finger through his curls. There is no other perfect sentence to me, than this one. He moves a little, trying to find a comfortable position for his head on my lap.
‘Yeah, it wouldn't.’ He gave that famous half smile, and looked at me
with those green emerald eyes, that quiet often makes me forget how to breathe. ‘Thank God, right?’ He turns his head to my stomach, and hugs me this way.
‘Yeah...’ I sort of caught my breath, ‘Thank God.’”
Everything that seemed impossible would have been, if I believed so.
So...Thanks destiny, for messing up my life in the most wrong (and right) way possible. Could’ve been different, but I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have liked the results. I’m pretty sure I rather caress his curls
while he’s asleep on my lap. Yep. I definitely like this view better.