Love me lights out
Maybe it was madness; the irresistible pull that kept driving Adrianna toward a certain brown eyed boy she knew was off limits, but perhaps it was just the heat - she's always blamed the heat. And it had been pretty sunny in Barcelona that day, so she couldn't be possibly losing her mind, could she? It had to be the heat.
But then that would mean Liam was also heat-intolerant, because otherwise he had to be crazy too, sauntering about in front of her in nothing but boxer briefs and flip flops and throwing around his mouth watering smiles and heartfelt confessions, leaving her breathless while he's at it.
It was safe to say that with a neglecting boyfriend and a hell of a lot of time on her hands, Adrianna was carving her own death sentence onto every inch she stepped on in Barcelona with Liam.
Sheesh, aren't you taking it a bit too far? - she'd ask, incredulously. Maybe, but either way there was one thing she couldn't possibly deny after waking up from a long night of sleep on a Spanish summer day.
If loving Liam was madness, then she was absolutely, terrifyingly, batshit crazy.
Cover by the talented MelodyRush :)