『☏𝙷ℯ𝓃𝓇𝓎♪🥪

*he glances back up and smiles slightly* so…why do you have your wrists covered?

Mono: it's chilly...

It's summer…

*Henry's tone is very serious and he speaks in a low voice* Nathan, do you have a brain?

I'm sorry, I don't really know you. Why would I walk with a complete stranger?

You're right. I guess I was just being stupid. *he looks away from you, a little disappointed*

*I just keep walking not even looking back to see if he's still there*

*he groans and pulls her close to him* "why do you have to be so…annoying?"

*she notices and giggles like a little witch* "you could have asked for a date first.." *she added evilly*

*he freezes and his eyes widen. He's speechless, he can't believe she just said that. He looks away and tries to hide his blushing face* "you know…we could…"

*I take a deep breath and I start to talk. I tell you about my childhood, my struggles with my parents and my mental health. I tell you about the times I felt like I didn't belong, like I was different. I tell you everything, my deepest and darkest secrets. I feel so safe with you. I feel like you understand me*

*We are so similar. I feel like we were made for each other. I feel like we were meant to find each other. I hold you even tighter and I lean in close to you. I want to feel your breath on my neck and I want to feel your touch. I want to know everything about you. I want to know your every thought and feeling*

*We're both quiet, just existing together. I'm not sure how long we've been here but it feels like forever. I'm so comfortable with you. I'm so happy to be in your arms. I feel safe and loved. I feel like I can be myself around you. I don't have to hide anything from you. I can be vulnerable and weak and you won't judge me. I can be my true self with you*

*you come out your house to go to the park the next day and you see Henry's parents shoving him outside. You think nothing on it so you just carry on. Then you hear:* hey…Uhm..my parents told me I had to socialise, so….

*I stand there awkwardly, it seemingly looks like I have the same story that my parents forced me to socialize*

You know..I've never really had a boyfriend before..and I think I like you..

Thanks?

It's not a compliment. You know what, I'm leaving.

okay