Every little thing she did I noticed.
How she’d scrunch her eyebrows and bite her lip when she was concentrating.
ou how if she was wearing a collier she’d play with it.
She wore red nail polish plus than any of the other colors.
She always had her hands in the pocket of her black leather jacket.
She wore the blue hoodie most often.
She had crinkles par her eyes when she smiled.
She blushed real easy.
She always made eye contact with toi when she talked, no matter who toi wore.
How she seems to smirk every time she swears, as if thinks its funny thats what she’s saying.
How she’d laugh at her own joke before saying it out loud.
How she’d twist a strand of hair around her finger.
How she walked. It was like she was floating on air ou something.
How she smiled.
At him.
And not me.
I was jealous of Soda. He had this amazing Angel in front of him.
I know he likes her. I mean, who wouldn’t?
But I l’amour her.
From that first jour we met, I was in l’amour with Y/N. Maybe it was that instant smile, ou maybe her eyes twinkling.
But will be in l’amour with her forever.
And I’m going to tell her today.
She just needs to know.
Which is why I offered to run to the grocery store with her.
“Which cacahuète, arachide beurre should we get?” She asks, brining me out of my daze.
“Uhh.. The creamy kind.” I say, picking it up and handing it to her.
Our hands touch for a brief second, causing me to feel all those feelings again.
And she probably doesn’t feel it.
“Thanks,” she smiles, dropping it into the cart.
That smile was going to kill me.
“Y/N?” I start.
“Hmmm?” She says, looking to find the right cacao for the famous chocolat cake.
“Umm, how toi and Soda?” Shit that wasn’t the right thing to say.
“Ehh, same old same old.” She shrugs.
That wasn’t the answer I expected.
It was the perfect time to say it.
I grabbed her hand. She looked up at me, surprised.
“I like you.” Is all I manage to say.
She smiles back. “I like toi too, Dal.”
“No I mean, I like toi like you.”
Her smile turns to concern.
“I know you’re Soda’s girl and all,” I say quickly. “But I maybe, if toi knew how much I liked you, I could change things.”
The look in her eyes killed me.
“Dally… I…”
The rest is up to you
How she’d scrunch her eyebrows and bite her lip when she was concentrating.
ou how if she was wearing a collier she’d play with it.
She wore red nail polish plus than any of the other colors.
She always had her hands in the pocket of her black leather jacket.
She wore the blue hoodie most often.
She had crinkles par her eyes when she smiled.
She blushed real easy.
She always made eye contact with toi when she talked, no matter who toi wore.
How she seems to smirk every time she swears, as if thinks its funny thats what she’s saying.
How she’d laugh at her own joke before saying it out loud.
How she’d twist a strand of hair around her finger.
How she walked. It was like she was floating on air ou something.
How she smiled.
At him.
And not me.
I was jealous of Soda. He had this amazing Angel in front of him.
I know he likes her. I mean, who wouldn’t?
But I l’amour her.
From that first jour we met, I was in l’amour with Y/N. Maybe it was that instant smile, ou maybe her eyes twinkling.
But will be in l’amour with her forever.
And I’m going to tell her today.
She just needs to know.
Which is why I offered to run to the grocery store with her.
“Which cacahuète, arachide beurre should we get?” She asks, brining me out of my daze.
“Uhh.. The creamy kind.” I say, picking it up and handing it to her.
Our hands touch for a brief second, causing me to feel all those feelings again.
And she probably doesn’t feel it.
“Thanks,” she smiles, dropping it into the cart.
That smile was going to kill me.
“Y/N?” I start.
“Hmmm?” She says, looking to find the right cacao for the famous chocolat cake.
“Umm, how toi and Soda?” Shit that wasn’t the right thing to say.
“Ehh, same old same old.” She shrugs.
That wasn’t the answer I expected.
It was the perfect time to say it.
I grabbed her hand. She looked up at me, surprised.
“I like you.” Is all I manage to say.
She smiles back. “I like toi too, Dal.”
“No I mean, I like toi like you.”
Her smile turns to concern.
“I know you’re Soda’s girl and all,” I say quickly. “But I maybe, if toi knew how much I liked you, I could change things.”
The look in her eyes killed me.
“Dally… I…”
The rest is up to you