Situations
-Disclaimer I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are all free spirits.- ;)
The situations are irrelevant now. She is all I can think about anymore, even though I told myself this would never happen, I guess lying is my subconscious fashion. Well I'll call it a day. She loves the way that I tease, and I love the way that she breathes.
I touched her ooh, she touched my ahh, it was the craziest thing.
I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me. A certain blond girl she took my pale hand with her slender, dark red nailed one, and ran it up her thigh. As she sat in a dark blue schoolchair savoring the taste of a cherry lollipop, she licked her luscious lips and pulled my black hair, I fall in love for a night.
I haven't woken up sweaty for quite some time. Hmm, really sweaty- awe man!
She can't behave and I'm just a slave, dont worry I'll be gone when the morning comes. Yeah, right tell her that you sap. Oh- and here she comes!
"Darling what is going on"
"Hey babe how about repeating last weekend"
"Honestly that never happened, I swear lying is your favorite passion. Leave me, go where you belong."
And then she walked away in her red high heels, I pulled out a napkin with a faded, red imprinted kiss where her lipstick had rubbed off. When she gave it to me right before she left she had said, 'Be careful, I've heard dying is your latest fashion.'
The frustration it's a regular thing. I hate the ones who love to hate because they're just like me.
A certain blond girl she took her slender, dark red nailed hand and put in my lap. "It's way too full," she said, "once you have me you'll always come back."
I jumped when the teacher hit me in the back of the head yelling, "Wake up!" most likely for the third time.
She can't behave and I'm just a slave, dont worry I'll be gone when the morning comes. Oh- there she is!
"Darling what is going on"
"Honestly that never happened lying is your favorite passion."
"Why are you denying the truth all of the sudden? I thought we had something."
"Oh, baby.."
"Leave me, go where you belong.. Hired heels and lipstick napkins dying must be your latest fashion."
"I know you love to insist, and all it takes is a kiss, and you just love to hate me."
"You know you love all the lies, so dont act surprised that I just love to hate you."
"You kissed my lips I pulled your hair it was the craziest thing. I love the boys who love to hate."
And then we just stared at each other for a moment, I couldn't keep my eyes from wandering to her blond hair that cascaded around her shoulders, her bright blue eyes giving me looks like she was making an incision in my heart by the way her eyebrows arched. Her white jacket resembled one of a nurse, and familiar was the black cross stitched into the fabric right above her right breast. Consequently my eyes were drawn to the lacy, red bra she had on that peeped out from her white undershirt. Her white skirt was hiked up to high for the schools policies, but just right for me, and in her slender, dark red nailed left hand, she gripped a cherry lollipop angrily, but oh so sexily. (Whoa) -Flashback-
"..Darling (Leave Me) what is going on?
Honestly that never happened Lying is your favorite passion Leave me (Darling) go where you belong Hired heels and lipstick napkins, dying is your favorite passion.."
