HE HELD MY little hand in his large ones, his eyes- those eyes that I've fallen asleep to each night, those eyes that looked at me with each emotion he felt within every seconds. Those eyes, those eyes I adored with a passion.
"Amore mio, I promise you, nothing will happen to me." He whispered, resting his head against mine. His minty breath fanned my face.
Nothing will happen. Yeah, sure.
When sandwiches take over the world and I miraculously turn into a werewolf, then.
I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. "And how are you so sure?! They're dangerous for god's sake!" He chuckled softly and stared into my eyes with such deep emotions.
"For you, by all means to survive that mission, I will become the king of dangerous and rule this kingdom like you rule my heart."
"Go out with me, bellissima."
"Nope, not until you get me Chinese take-out."
"Give me a name and that restaurant will be yours."
"Always remember, my heart holds you when my arms cannot ❞
-Adleigh and Lawrence.