Somehow...kissing her makes me feel complete. I don't pull away, smiling when she does, and instead pull her closer. My thoughts blank and my skin tingles, making me wonder what's between us.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I let him pull me as close as he wants, keeping my eyes closed, and my heart flutters in every moment. I let go of his hand and run mine through his hair, resting my arm on his shoulder, and letting him take the kiss as far as he wants.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Someone bangs on the door and it scares the sh*t out of me, making me jump backwards and off the couch, "What the f*ck?" I stand, sighing. I hear sirens and I look at Louis, "D-Did you..." Shaking my head, I swear and run out, the police right there. I back up slowly, swallowing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I study him before doing as he says, going out the fire escape. The place soon crowds with police and I slip out, running out of the building and to an ally, hiding behind the capital building. Swallowing, I slide down the wall and bring my knees to my face, I'm not safe now. They know where I live. I'm so...screwed.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I swallow, thinking, before changing into casual wear and plopping on the couch like nothing happened. Sh*t. What if she thinks I called them? D*mmit... She's got nowhere now. They know where she lives... Something, in that moment, makes me promise to myself that I see to it she's taken care of, that she's alright. Something makes me worry that she's not.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I hear the police again and swear, standing and running again. The lights flash before me and I swallow, cutting in another direction. I slide under a bridge and into a park, the police looking around from where I went. They give up after a while and I decide this is where I'm staying for the night. I make a fire and zip my jacket up, the cold air making my breath visible in the air.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I'm not bothered, left to myself, and tempt the thought of going to look for her before realizing how ridiculous that would be. Shaking my head at myself, I ready for bed and lay under the covers. Something is cold within me, uncomfortable, so I move to the couch and lay there instead.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I end up falling asleep in the snow, the faire going out after a while, and wake u at 6:00 in the morning. My phone still in my pocket, I check my messages before sighing and standing.
I cross my arms and decide to see if the police are still guarding the place. Finding they are, I swallow before making my way to starbucks. Finding a couple dollars in my pocket, I pay for a cup and walk out, warming my hands with it.
God. My sister is never going to let me stay with her. My parents hate me. I don't know what to do now...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Morning comes and I dress, only to find out that I'm not allowed into work today due to technicalities. Not knowing what to do, I head to the Starbucks and find Sam walking out of it. Before I can talk myself out of it, I walk up to her and thank god I'm not in uniform.
"Sam? C-can we talk?" I ask softly, making sure no one's seeing this.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"Um..." I look around again, "Somewhere closed in, preferably. I'm dead if caught with you and you...you're screwed if caught with me...so for both our sakes...we should get out of the open."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Too often we crave the extraordinary in life, without even learning how to cherish the ordinary first.
Friend, I promise you this: if you can learn to take joy in the simple mundane things in life, the extraordinary will take care of itself, it'll be on its way, hurrying towards you. But if you skip the first part, it'll ever evade you. — Arcticus