My sad attempt at a typical, teenage love drama :3 Don't hate!
Danny [m] xx Sinclair [f]


"Baby, please."
I rolled my eyes and continued to walk away. "Don't talk to me." I hissed.
"Sin, please." He grabbed my arm and whirled me around so that I was facing him. I stared into his pleading, sorrowful eyes.
"What, Danny?" I deadpanned him. "What could you possibly have to say to me? We're finished."
"What! No, don't say that. Come on now.." He tried to lean in to kiss me but stumbled. I pulled away, utterly disgusted. He was wasted and I was done with his drunken ways. Before he could gather himself up again, I quickly wiped away the tears that had formed in my eyes.
Come on, Sin. I thought to myself angrily. Quit crying. He cheated on you. He's not good for you. He's always drinking and always pulling you into his drama. You can do better. You don't need him!
Danny called out my name again, but I refused to look back at his pathetic, drunken self.
"Sinclair! Wait!" he slurred. Ignoring the hot tears that were threatening to spill over, I made an attempt to quicken my step but not before his arm caught mine and pulled me close to him once more.
"Stop! Let go of me, Danny." I shrieked, trying to pull away.
He pulled me even closer and whispered into my ear.
"I love you, Sinny."
I froze.
Never before had he said those three little words.
Well, hell...
Danny [m] xx Sinclair [f]


"Baby, please."
I rolled my eyes and continued to walk away. "Don't talk to me." I hissed.
"Sin, please." He grabbed my arm and whirled me around so that I was facing him. I stared into his pleading, sorrowful eyes.
"What, Danny?" I deadpanned him. "What could you possibly have to say to me? We're finished."
"What! No, don't say that. Come on now.." He tried to lean in to kiss me but stumbled. I pulled away, utterly disgusted. He was wasted and I was done with his drunken ways. Before he could gather himself up again, I quickly wiped away the tears that had formed in my eyes.
Come on, Sin. I thought to myself angrily. Quit crying. He cheated on you. He's not good for you. He's always drinking and always pulling you into his drama. You can do better. You don't need him!
Danny called out my name again, but I refused to look back at his pathetic, drunken self.
"Sinclair! Wait!" he slurred. Ignoring the hot tears that were threatening to spill over, I made an attempt to quicken my step but not before his arm caught mine and pulled me close to him once more.
"Stop! Let go of me, Danny." I shrieked, trying to pull away.
He pulled me even closer and whispered into my ear.
"I love you, Sinny."
I froze.
Never before had he said those three little words.
Well, hell...


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