1935, England

Robbie was sitting beside you on the grass as you were laying down, reading a book. Robbie takes a drag out of the cigarette inbetween his fingers, as he looks down at you, rather... Lovingly. He knew he loved you, Every fiber in him was in love with you but obviously you were clueless.

He wanted to embrace you, as tight as possible. As if he were clinging onto life itself. He wanted to kiss you, so hard. As if he couldnt breath if youre lips werent attached. He wanted to confess, to pour his heart out about how much his heart, his soul yearned for your love. It felt silly and foolish, yes. But it was the truth that he yearned for you, for your love

The sun was shining down on your face, robbie thought you looked like an angel, laying there. "How can someone always be so effortlessly bewitching and captivating?" He thought to himself while smiling as he kept looking at you.