Sounds cicada's had filled my ear to the brim, so much so that I couldn't even hear the sounds of my footsteps beneath me, the twigs snapping, the leaves crunching. A new found heat had found its way to my lower back ushering me forward. Honestly, I wasn't all that aware of how I had even gotten here. Well, I mean, I knew but it was like it wasn't me choosing what I do, it was like this other girl, taking over me, saying things I would never say.
I should thank this all on my dad, really. None of this would have happened if he would've just not actually asked that seventeen year old teenage delinquent if he thought he was cute.
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Learn to Love Him
RomanceShe was an introvert who liked to stay inside and scroll through tumblr. He was in the backseat of her fathers cop car when she told her father to ask him if he was cute. Never would she think that he would actually ask that boy and he would polite...
