latibule;
(n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.
on an early saturday morning the skies still a lilac with pastel pinks and blues a giant, platinum blonde (bleached obviously) boy quietly walks into your little, insignificant, old coffee shop you and your mom own, then you looked up to meet your forest green eyes with his pale green ones and he gave you a small grin.
// I don't have a cover yet im sorry, for now I just have a random photo, michael isn't famous in this story sorry..? //
Staring was a problem for Millie. That damn music shop was a problem for Millie. That boy was a problem for Millie.
Luke Hemmings.
For as long as she could remember, she'd been head over heels for him (not that he knew she existed). Somehow, he was so perfect in every way possible- she'd never not got butterflies about him.
Now that school was starting again, and her family was falling apart, she had to restore her hope in love and friendship.
And maybe, just maybe, he could help her on the way.