Annabelle

I was in love with the way his laugh managed to carry through the loud hallways. I was in love with the way his hair fell spontaneously into his eyes, only to be back in its place seconds later when he throws his head back in laughter. I was in love with the way his eyes brightened with each stroke of happiness that passed through him.

But, more importantly, I was in love with him, as a whole. And despite all the screaming my mind was doing, my heart yearned to have his attention once, just once.

I'm always being told I'm a smart girl and I'm always prepared for anything. Well, I'm sorry, but I wasn't prepared for the first time our hands touched. I wasn't prepared for the first time our eyes met. And I wasn't ready for the darkness that surrounded who he was.

But my heart was yearning for more than just a glance now.

They always told me love is a dangerous game, but isn't it always worth it?