RIPTIDE

RIPTIDE

  • WpView
    Прочтений 2
  • WpVote
    Голосов 0
  • WpPart
    Частей 1
WpMetadataReadВ процессе<5 min
WpMetadataNoticeLast published втр, мая 24, 2016
Love is a strong current. It pulls you deeper and deeper until you drown in the depths of your own soul. Or Julie just can't accept the fact that she's bad at taking Elli's pictures and blames his handsomeness for it. "Elli can you just please please give me the angle I want I swear your picture won't show up in the school newspaper." He stands a good 7 inches taller and bolder, with oceans in his eyes and misty hair. Two steps, three and he crouches at my level, scrutinizing my choice of bright plum tights and dolly shoes. There's an inch of distance between us and I'm getting alligator jiggles. He leans in and I shut my eyes close, dust is clouding my glasses and there's a smear of acrylic paint on my cheek. "There was rice in your hair." He flashes a grin and walks away. 'Where's my picture?!"
Все права сохранены
#188
slowbuild
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

Вам также может понравиться

  • The Choices I've Made (By the Bay #1)
  • Bully stepbrother
  • Chasing You
  • -cliche- complicated LOVE (book one)  (COMPLETE)
  • Wherever You Are [COMPLETED]
  • Violet's Delight
  • Worth the Risk
  • The girl from New York
  • Rightfully Mine
  • Heartbreak Weather | ✓

Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands. I've moved on since then. Or so I thought. Growing up in a small town, there weren't too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I'd always choose Jake Jameson. I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually - my heart. I thought we'd have forever together. That was a long time ago. I thought I'd forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind. But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I'm suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole. The problem? I'm marrying his best friend.

Подробнее
WpActionLinkТребования к контенту