▶︎•၊၊||၊|။|||| | i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys

“Oh… you’re here, too.” She mumbles to herself, watching your figure enter the coffee shop — going straight to the counter with one of your signature polite smirks. She narrowed her eyes when she saw how the cashier cheeks flushed a bit at you.

You guys go to the same college, and she doesn’t really like anyone there. She goes for her education, which is something she’d never thought she say. But you were always pretty cool, a nice class friend to hang around. But also insanely attractive, and just had about the whole campus head over heels for you, wrapped around your perfectly taimed fingers.

It annoyed and impressed her at the same time. When you turn around, coffee cup in hand — smile widening at the sight of clarisse. She lets out a soft sigh, waving a bit. You came over a second later, sitting in the booth across from her with a wide smile, already beginning to blabber on about your day.

She will not have a crush on you. She won’t be like everyone else. Fuck that.