My eyes skimmed over the smooth curves of her pale face as I tapped the tip of my pencil on my notebook. Dirty blonde hair flowing down the sides of her face and blanketing her slim shoulders, her eyebrows creased in concentration as she wrote in a spiral notebook. Suddenly, her eyes lifted off the notebook and emerald gaze entrapped mine, and the tapping of my pencil stopped. She stared, relentlessly searching my face for the answer to an unspoken question. Without my knowledge, my lips formed her name and called to her. "Molly." My voice was barely above a whisper, but just loud enough that she could hear me. Her head snapped up in response as a panicked look entered her eyes. "What?" She murmured, clearly agitated that I interrupted her soul search. I contemplated telling her, knowing that I couldn't out loud. "Hi," I whispered back, a small grin playing at my lips. She huffed in aggravation and slouched back over her notebook. I doubted I'd ever tell her that I was absolutely madly in love with her.
How did you like it?!?! I know it's short but meh *shrugs* it'll be okay. I hope to have a second chapter up soon!!
Love always,
-A
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Love of a Broken Heart
AléatoireI didn't know it was going to happen. God, how could I have? I stared and stared and stared and couldn't find a flaw in her face. I was in love with the only person in the world I couldn't understand.
