Sympathy For The Devil - Pete Davidson {FINISHED}
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He looked dauntingly normal with the few oddities here and there. Underneath his eyes were dark eye bags which stood out against his pale skin and he was tall; taller than anyone I've ever met. There was this certain twinge in his eyes, one I've never seen before.. he was perfect.
"You don't belong here." Were the first words that he had spoken to me, but oh God was he far off from the truth. I did belong here, I belonged here for him and only for him.
Time would only tell, but I was in fact dealing sympathy for the Devil.
warning: explicit language, drug use, drinking, etc.
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