"Not me, Zach. I'm nothing special. I'm just me. Plain, dull, and boring."
"They say that all stars look the same. They're all just a tiny dot billions of miles away from us and that they're nothing special. I don't believe that, Tori."
"I-"
"Each star is different. In size, shape, even temperature. Of all the stars, there's one special star out there. They may all seem the same from here, but, I don't know. She'll always stand out the most. It's one of the reasons why I love her."
I look at him and surprisingly, he was looking at me too.
Yep. He's not talking about stars anymore.
Someone Special ✘ Andrew Siwicki (Needs serious editing)
39 parts Complete Mature
39 parts
Complete
Mature
"I'm no one special," I tell him, looking in his eyes.
"Why do you think that? It's not true," He answers, getting a bit frustrated with me, for it's not the first time I've mentioned this. And it won't be the last neither.
"How am I special? I've got nothing to offer," I say, giving him a confused expression.
"You really don't know?" He asks.
I shake my head.
"I'm supposed to?"