In the mobsters care

I pull his shirt lower feeling very self conscious in his empty gaze. "Why do I still have socks on? I have just a t-shirt and then SOCKS... That-" I pause trying to put my thoughts into words, "that makes no sense! It's not even that cold!"

"I like looking at you like that, sexy you know" he replies, ignoring my indignance, lifting an eyebrow.

or

"It's only obsession if it can't be controlled"

In which a boy loves too much and a girl who has to watch it happen.

It's my first story so I don't want to delete it but don't read lol. 'Tis bad.
SO; A NOTE
Okay ya'll I don't want to talk about it. Please its so cringe. Honestly I'm sorry for even making. I just- I don't know. I just wanted to keep it up because it got so many views and I was honestly so proud of it at the time but like... yeah I'm sorry. VERY MUCH read at your own risk but if you want to have a laugh its 10/10, peak 2015 fanfiction kinda stuff, then feel free. Who am I to stop you? The author I guess, so I'm warning you, head my words.

Also I haven't read it in YEARS but I think I remember the gist of it so if I'm remembering correctly all I'm going to say is: buckle up!

A note from 13 year old me: "I used to have more votes on it but they went away when I put it on private. Another also, the chapters get longer" but don't listen, I knew nothing xd.