Shirt //sequel to sweater D.S
I stopped kissing him and looked at him. His brown eyes sparkled from the bright signs around us. "Remember the first time we met?" Asked with a huge smile on his face. "Of course a remember that you purposely spilt a Starbucks Frap on me." I smiled and fiddled with his shirt collar.
"Well if I knew any better, I wouldn't of spilt it on you." He smirked, it melt me. "At least I got a sweat out of it." I said looking at the ground. "It was my favourite sweater." He fake pouted sticking out his lips. I laughed, he was
Sequel to sweater a Daniel Skye fanfiction