
Love is a grave mental disease. -Plato. Past Rodeo Drive and Sunset Boulevard, on the outskirts of LA, he'll find a bar. And in that bar, he'll find a smile. It always starts with a smile. MelloxMatt, AU. Mature.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Mello & Matt - Chapters: 26 - Words: 106,814 - Reviews: 292 - Favs: 144 - Follows: 190 - Updated: 10-19-12 - Published: 06-16-10 - id: 6056818
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A smile.
The simple upward turn of the lips.
It always starts with a smile, whether anyone is aware of it or not.
Before long, there's a laugh. A laugh and a smile. Then a blush.
The blush is what gets you.
And before you know it, you're fucked.
Because love is a tricky beast.
Love likes to bash you over the head with a tire iron when you least expect it. Love wants nothing more than to pistol whip you into oblivion and leave you bleeding in the gutter, wanting more.
Because love is a sick, twisted bitch.
And you wouldn't have her any other way.
Fuck love.
But it always starts with a smile.
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