Page 4 of Sweet Little Lies
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“Jesus, I’m a dick. Why do you even put up with me?”
I watch in awe as she toys with the silky ends of her braided hair and bites down on her berry red lips. She has no idea how beautiful she is and I’m just a loser who would do anything to be in her presence just for a few perfect moments.
Mica rolls her eyes with a smile and turns toward the door, but not before I hear her mutter, “Because you’re cute.”
And that right there, folks is why I won’t give up. It’s just not an option.
One way or another, someday this girl will be mine.
I just need to take it slow and easy.
And stop drinking myself into oblivion so she’ll take me seriously.
