“You’re too…good for me,” she replied. “I’m not perfect like those other girls you date. I’m…quirky.”

“What?” James asked again.

“I’m quirky.”

“I refuse to believe that,” James replied, sitting down on the squishy sofa and pulling her down too. “Name one thing that could possibly be wrong with you.”

A little one-shot I wrote one night. James has always openly liked Lily, and Lily has always openly, well, not liked James. But what are her real feelings? Why does she always push James away? Hope you enjoy!