Mistakes // Luke Hemmings

Maybe it was the way he was looking at me. The way his piercing blue eyes said it all. That he didn't think I would do it, that I didn't have it in me. Maybe it was the way his fingers laid on the strap of his backpack and gripped it ever so tightly only when he spoke. Maybe it was the way his body language taunted me, making it hard to resist an hour alone with him. But I think it was the way that he could convince me to do anything with the slightest glance that made me say, "No. Never," leaving me with the biggest mistake of all.