Tala
I see it in his eyes.
He is keeping something very big from me and I get that we just found out who we are to each other but at the same time, I don't want this to be true. Having secrets just means that he has something to hide and whatever that is must be terrifying to him.
"I have to go,'' he looks in the other direction but I shake my head.
"No."
He furrows his brows "No?"
I nod.
"You can't tell me what to do.''
I don't know what is happening but I guess I can say that this is our first fight. Or should I say argument?
"I can tell you what to do, I am not letting you run.''
He scoffs 'I am not running.''
I roll my eyes, and he glares at me, his beautiful eyes full of discomfort and something that looks a lot like amusement. " I don't listen to people very often.''
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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