The Interrogation

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love·sick

/ˈləvˌsik/

adjective

in love, or missing the person one loves, so much that one is unable to act normally.

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"a lovesick teenager"

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               My phone vibrated against my back pocket, as I stood there waiting for Leah to get dressed, I sighed, pulling the device out and pressing the pad of my thumb against the fingerprint lock. 

Leah Phillips, 19, Missing—

My jaw clenched tightly as I stare down at the words on my screen, they've already filled out a missing person's report? The police will be at the university, questioning everyone, I just know it. I swear if that bitch Mia says anything, I will have to kill her, she will be the reason why Leah, and I won't have a future together, I will not allow that. I angrily swiped away the news article, and locked my phone. I was about to drop my phone, and punch the nearest wall when I felt a pair of eyes on me, I lift my gaze from my phone, my dark eyes clashing with the same beautiful green ones I've come to adore— to love. A small smile tugs on my lips, I lift my fingers, motioning her to walk towards me, my hands extending forward when she stood in front of me.

I couldn't help, but wrap my arms around her small frame, she's so beautiful, so small, so mine.

I rested my cheek against her head, taking in her beautiful scent, I couldn't stop myself from playing with the ends of her hair. I'm not used to her hair being straight, it's pretty on her, and suits her well, but I prefer her curly hair more, I enjoyed seeing the way her curls would bounce when she'd try to hide her face from view. 

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