Too Fat for Love
I said, I hated his hugs, it was like every part of your bones were breaking.
"You love me couz," he said walking away raising his camera to take a picture and I was so tempted to throw a bottle at his head.
"Finally," I looked up to see Reed, "Want a drink Sir?" I mocked holding up a bottle and putting on an accent.
"No," He said coming behind the bar tending counter. He reached out and I slapped his hands away, "No touching,"
"How come he gets to kiss you and I don't which bring me to the point, are you dumping me?"