“The moon is beautiful, isn't it?” Elijah asked, a slight blush covering his cheeks, that sentences is known for being a more poetic way of saying I love you, it was a more discreet way, he didn't know if you knew it but it was better than confessing it to you out loud and you rejecting him.

He watched you, you looked so pretty in your leopard print dress, the mayor had told him you looked out of place, but when he saw you, the girl he was having a fling with dressed like that. So beautiful. He almost had a heart attack.