Her hair was blacker than the night. She had eyes, strong, like swords, piercing through you as she looked at you. Her smile was a gift you could never wrap. When she looked at me, I jumble my words as I spoke to her. That void in my heart was filled when I first met her. I watched her grow, from a child, to a teenager, and finally, a woman. Out of every other gir-I mean, women that I've met; she's always in my mind.
On nights when I was alone or distressed, she would visit me, share some popcorn, and watch a zombie movie. Even though they always scared her, she did it for me. If I needed to talk to someone about love troubles, I came to her. She would cook me dinner when I burned my own, help me get dressed for special occasions, and even protect me for that satanic bassist of ours. After all that, I realized that I loved her.
Then she fell ill.
WHOO NEW STORY! lol. Anyway, I'm here with a new Gorillaz story.
I warn you, it will be a tragic story, but there is a bit of romance in it :P
I'm trying a new genre besides romance for once.
Sorry it's so short :T
It's like a pilot for my story I guess? xD
If it's popular I'll start writing more. :P
REVIEW! :D