Ahem…I got a request a few days ago, asking me if I could…type something that was fluffy drabble and between 009x003
Of course…I don't specialize in that type of thing, so I went on the net. And this is what I came up with…I hope you like this cause there is no way in hell, I am EVER doing this again.
This is not goning be long…at all…that's what drabble is…nothing….review if you want…I ain't doin' this again…
I walked up to him nervously. I knew I had to tell him because blurting it out would exactly be…nice.
I take a deep breath before a confront him. Here goes everything.
"Joe, can I ask you something?" I ask. "Sure." He turns around, looking at me with his ruby eyes that I can't help but stare at. I quickly shake out of it. I swallow hard "Um…I…wanted to ask you if you…well liked me?" I sigh. 'Like?' I'm not in school anymore, so why do I say that!
"Of course I like you. You're my friend, why wouldn't I?" he asked confused. I let a slight blush creep onto my face. "I mean…like, like me…" I sigh once more, realizing that I sound like a school girl. I see him turn around to face the sea. He didn't answer and I felt guilty for asking him.
Right…the plan was, if he didn't 'like' me than I would move to France. My mouth moves faster than my brain "Do you think I'm pretty?" I ask. Still no answer. A little crest fallen, I decide to ask one more question "Well…if I go away will you cry?" I ask.
There was no answer so I turn away only to feel him grab my arm. I look at him and he gives me a nervous smile "I don't like you, I love you, I don't think you're pretty, I think you're gorgeous, and I wouldn't cry…I would die."
So…I guess I'm not going to France then.
There, see done!
Now…I must get back to working on "Ange en Chute" cause I only have 3 chapters to type up.