Falling for Death

Bloody valentine

"Bullshit."

"What are you implying? That I'm not perfect."

"You are but I'm just more perfect." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Proof?"

"Look at me." I blinked twice.

"I am."

"What do you see?" he said.

"I see an emo white boy." He wetted his lips and gave my hip a tight squeeze.

"What else."

"A mildly attractive adolescent." he gave me a look.

"I'm eighteen."

"And I'm seventeen. You're still a kid." I patted his arm.

"Mildly attractive?"

"Yes." he narrowed his eyes at me.

"What's your definition of attractive then?"

You.

"Moi."

"As long as I meet your high standards." he mumbled.

"Fine, I think you're the prettiest person alive." A faint tint of pink appeared on his cheeks. It was very very faint, I could barely even see it.

"I'm pretty?"

"Very." he huffed out a small laugh. "Almost as pretty as me."

"Why almost?"

"Because I'm the prettiest of them all."

"That's fair." this time, I blushed.

"Okay anyways, let me go to sleep."

"You're the one who wouldn't shut up." he said.

"You didn't want me to." I pointed out. He agreed.

"Your voice is pretty."

"Thank you?" I laughed. That was a very odd compliment.

I've never been told that before. I used to be insecure that I talked to much, that I wasn't funny and just annoying.

That didn't stop me from talking though. I have a lot of important things to say.

"I could listen to your voice for a very long time and I still wouldn't get bored."

"Should I make a podcast?"

"Go to sleep."

"Seriously? Should I make one?"

"No." I frowned.

"Why not?"

"I want your voice to myself." A smile broke out on my face, replacing my frown.

"Ursula who?"

"What the fuck is that?" My jaw dropped as I looked at him in disbelief.

"Ariel?"

"The fish?" I bursted out laughing. My stomach started hurting.

I loved it when I laughed so hard, it hurt. Like right now. I couldn't breath and it wasn't even that funny.

My humour must be broken.

"She's a mermaid, stupid." I gently slapped his chest. He chuckled deeply and grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers. He just stared at our hands, a small smile playing at his lips.

"Same thing." I gasped dramatically.

"You're literally Ursula but in real life."

Ursula caught on live.