always holding hands
There I was, laughing again. Laughing over a small joke that my bestfriend made. Looking into his eyes deeply with a big smile on my face. My long brown hair falling over my face, I looked over to see the time. 4:33 AM. I looked back at him looking at his phone. “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to peek at his phone. “Oh nothing just checking in with my sister”. He’s such a caring person. “Oh is she okay?” I asked , looking at him waiting for a response. “Yeah she’s fine” he answered putting his phone down and looking back at me. He brushed the hair out of...