@indiethottie
(based on THIS)
“What are you doing?! ---you can’t talk to me, not here, n-not now. People are around,” Nevaeh whirled around, seeing the other boy standing there with his hand on her arm. Gently pulling it out from his gentle grasp, her brown eyes held so many conflicting emotions as she tried not to give in. When she looked at him, she felt a mixture of guilt and yearning that she didn’t recognize from her quiet, sheltered life.













