train wreck ✓

thirty-one.

"i'm fucking serious, georgia."

shrugging, i sent a fleeting glance to miles, watching as his head titled and his eyes glanced at my right hand embracing his left, the pad of my thumb running in small circles, "i am too."

he tried to pull away but i squeezed his hand briefly as he closed his eyes, "you don't get it. i'm a mess and- and it's better for you to just leave me-"

"no," i willed my voice to be strong as i leaned closer, "i'm not going anywhere miles, get fucking used to it," my lips were skidding across his like the leaves down below carressing the autumn breeze as i said the words. i smiled onto miles' lips before pulling away a little but our lips still stayed only inches apart. i was holding both his hands now as his fingers started to intertwine hesitantly with mine, "i'm here for you and i'll never leave... now kiss me."

he looked up at me warningly, "...georgie."