Matthew
I never thought anyone could make me so nervous just by existing. There he was, leaning against the wall in his black oversized sweatshirt and those dark curls that looked effortlessly perfect. I tried to focus on anything else, I really tried, but it was hard when his green eyes met mine from time to time. He was talking about something I barely heard about because my brain had decided to stop functioning normally. The only thing I knew was that I wanted to stay there a while longer, if only to hear his voice.
About Matthew
I never thought anyone could make me so nervous just by existing. There he was, leaning against the wall in his black oversized sweatshirt and those dark curls that looked effortlessly perfect. I tried to focus on anything else, I really tried, but it was hard when his green eyes met mine from time to time. He was talking about something I barel...Read more