Status: Complete.
Motel 69
It's all in your mind.
It was all going wrong.
Terribly, terribly wrong.
He wasn't supposed to feel this way. His mission was to get her to like him; to share her inner thoughts, gain his trust, get in too deep to get out.
Maybe it was those eyes. Too dark to be called grey, too frosty to be called blue. Or that husky voice that could only be the result of excessive cigarettes. Maybe it was because of his attempt to make himself stay in her mind, that she ended up in his.
And it was horrible. He didn't know which way was up in her presence. The sense of detachment in his voice took too much effort to maintain.
Because he was falling in love. And there was no going back. And he hated every second of it.
Terribly, terribly wrong.
He wasn't supposed to feel this way. His mission was to get her to like him; to share her inner thoughts, gain his trust, get in too deep to get out.
Maybe it was those eyes. Too dark to be called grey, too frosty to be called blue. Or that husky voice that could only be the result of excessive cigarettes. Maybe it was because of his attempt to make himself stay in her mind, that she ended up in his.
And it was horrible. He didn't know which way was up in her presence. The sense of detachment in his voice took too much effort to maintain.
Because he was falling in love. And there was no going back. And he hated every second of it.
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