Sugar, Sugar
SUGAR, SUGAR: TRAVIS MCCOY.
It started out as a joke. No feelings involved. My friends would tease me by saying "Oh girl, Travis wants you." I'd shake it off and laugh. No way. There were ten years between us and when I first met him, I found him creepy- not charming. The tables have turned, I guess. And now every time I hear "Mm yeah Travie likes the tongue action," I get butterflies in my stomach and try to hide the blush that creeps its way onto my face. Sure, I play it off like "Oh hell no," or "Gross, he's 28!" but truth is- I like it. I like the idea of us. I like him. Awh goddamnit.
It started out as a joke. No feelings involved. My friends would tease me by saying "Oh girl, Travis wants you." I'd shake it off and laugh. No way. There were ten years between us and when I first met him, I found him creepy- not charming. The tables have turned, I guess. And now every time I hear "Mm yeah Travie likes the tongue action," I get butterflies in my stomach and try to hide the blush that creeps its way onto my face. Sure, I play it off like "Oh hell no," or "Gross, he's 28!" but truth is- I like it. I like the idea of us. I like him. Awh goddamnit.