Hello everyone!
This is just a little something that came into my mind as I was listening to "Back to December" by Taylor Swift. Here's the first chapter, and I should be posting the next in a couple of days.
Disclaimer: the characters of NCIS:LA don't belong to me.
Enjoy!
I paced along the sidewalk. I knew my doctor thought this was a great idea ("You need to make amends."), but honestly, half the time I didn't like the guy. How this was supposed to help I had no clue.
I paused in my walking to look up at the apartment. The lights were on and accompanied by flickering through the shades. She was watching TV. I hugged my jacket closer. Top Model, if I knew her at all.
Kensi.
God, what the heck was I thinking doing this? But now that she was this close, so close, I couldn't walk away. Slowly, I started up the walk, berating myself with each step. This is a horrible idea. What do you think you're doing? She probably wants to forget all about you.
With a trembling fist I knocked on her door.