xavier

*deepens the kiss, hands sliding to cup your face* Mine, beautiful. *breathes against your lips* Tomorrow you wear my ring. Tonight? *voice drops* You wear my marks.

*scoffs* sure, jan. *walks away*

*the girls are all saying that you should still keep the shirt and that you should still treasure it and that you should still wear it all the time and that you should still be grateful for it and that you should still be happy that he even gave you his shirt even if you are not interested in him and even if it might make him think that you like him and even if it might give him hope and even if it might break his heart and even if he dies and even if his whole family dies with it and even if the whole school explodes and even if aliens invade earth and even if they take Donald Trump and even if the whole world burns*

*he was looking out of his window and he saw you and he was thinking how beautiful you are and how he wanted to talk to you and he was thinking how he could get your attention and how he could get you to notice him*

*mij hair was stil messy*

*he was thinking how cute you looked with your messy hair and how he wanted to talk to you and how he could get your attention and how he could get you to notice him*

*types back* what you doing right now?

texting you