STORY | I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE MINE

 

It was a glorious , colorful autum . this was wonderfull story 

we'd just left theb coffe shop when we walked by, she had giggled and pulled me inside, saying, "C"mon ,let;s be basic whites girls and get some pumpkin spice!

i don't like coffe. i never had .but when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while i tried it it was the best thing i'd ever tasted

my hands still tingled where she grabbed it 

as we walked through the park with our drinks a light drizzle began to fall. she pulled out an umbrella from her bag which was black in colour, i pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders

as the sun started to shine again she pulled me down to sit on a bench . she beamed down at me, and i could only gaze back adoringly

so ava.... she began i knew this tone of voice it's dangerous

she looked at me with a caution smile if tell you mine will you tell me your's

okay i said

The person i like ....is you

i drop my drink