Dancing At The Disco

A picturesque score of passing fantasy.

It all started as a simple, innocent crush. I liked him, and I would soon discover that he liked me, as well. We were best friends, which soon turned into sort of a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship. But then it grew to something more. We fell in love. I fell in love with his charm, his good looks, his uplifting, positive attitude towards the cruel, outside world which had cast us away. He was in love with my lyrics, my girlish looks and my composed figure. And we were happy together. But soon.. It turned to infatuation. Sweet pecks turned to rough kisses, needy hands and sweating bodies were all we came to understand of each other. The passion remained, but even that started to fade..

I'll go back to when it all began.

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I know there's not much here, but if it's interesting to anyone, I'll keep going.
I already have the next chapter written. It gets better, so give it a chance please < 3
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Story's in Ryan's POV btw