Status: finished being typed. just needs to be updated! ^^
No One Cares About What Happens to Teenage Killers
Can you hear me?
The rest of the meeting was us making plans to move. North California better watch out. We’re in Quints room finishing packing his things. My house was already packed when we got there.
Good old pop.
We are moving tomorrow. I lay in Quints bed next to him. He twists so that he’s holding me but were still facing each other.
“What are we gonna do without Mr. Graysons oak tree?” I ask.
He smiles, reaches over and hands me a large oak leaf. “We’ll always have our oak tree.” he smiles.
I lean in for a kiss and fall asleep in Quints arms, feeling completely safe like I always do when were together.
Good old pop.
We are moving tomorrow. I lay in Quints bed next to him. He twists so that he’s holding me but were still facing each other.
“What are we gonna do without Mr. Graysons oak tree?” I ask.
He smiles, reaches over and hands me a large oak leaf. “We’ll always have our oak tree.” he smiles.
I lean in for a kiss and fall asleep in Quints arms, feeling completely safe like I always do when were together.
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TC- MCR's- Helenaso story=finished. check out my other one.
It Doesnt Seem Likely to Fade
should i do a sequel?
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