The Orange Hue & The Red Prejudice

"Yes", I say and colour lights up his then pale cheeks.
"Really?". I nod but the whole things scares me. The way he looks down at his feet when I hold his hand, the way his beady, jade green eyes look at me with so much affection. I know I don't deserve him, after all I've used him in all ways possible. Right then he flashes his all teeth, shy grin and I give up. I ruffle his hair. He takes me in a quick, awkward embrace and walks away, leaving me vulnerable to my thoughts.
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She walks up to me with a apologetic look on her beautiful face. I shouldn't fall for that. But I do. Again, I fail my words and my mental rambling begins. I have already failed myself to an extent that I don't know what I believe in anymore.
Friend or Fiend?
Adoration or Apparition?
Lovable or Ludicrous?
"Alayna....?"