"Luna, I don't want her anymore..." he spoke, voice barely above a whisper as his blonde hair was ruffled by the breeze. "Why? That was the deal wasn't it? We pretend to date so she gets jealous and takes you back." "I-I know." He shuffled forward slightly, his dusty blue eyes examining the rock that rested by his foot. "Then what happened?""There's been a change of heart."…
Short stories about the Eagles.…
In which I complete the tags I've been tagged in.…
"I'll be your shelter." "Even if it's only temporary?""Even if it's only temporary." ///In which a struggling waitress and a budding musician form a bond.…
"Hey! That's a nice jacket you got on little lady..." A familiar Scouse accent shouted. "Thanks my best friend gave it to me..." George chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "well between you and me..." he began to whisper leaning in closer to my ear. "Your best friend must really care about you."…