A/N: Good to be back! I'm obsessed with lucaya right now so sorry in advance. Anyway here it is!
She couldn't do this to him. Sooner or later she'd get over him,she'd move on. She kept telling herself that but nothing seem to come. She still was fixed on him,his features. Him.
He couldn't bear the thought of her knowing. He'd be dead because he couldn't do this. He would be teased if he told her this. He tried to forget about her but she still stood in his way. He was fixed on her,her features. Her.
Last month Maya had to stay the night at his house. Her mother was on nights,her best friend was out of town and she didn't even want to go in the nerd party house. She liked his mother, eventually. They were good with her. They knew so much about her,even things she didn't know about herself.
He loved her sleeping there,it seemed right. She was in the guest room,one hall walk away. He knew he couldn't do this to her. Only he also knew his mother liked her. Eventually. It took a while for his mother but for him,he always knew. He didn't dare do this to her.
She normally would go home and draw, sometimes other things,mainly him. She couldn't show her affection so instead she drew herself. She hated drawing herself,it braught out all her flaws yet this piece was...different. This one looked good and the pained face she normally drew was erased into a smile. For the first time,she had drawn herself with a smile.
Before bed,he spoke to her. He found her sketchbook and took a peek. He saw himself once and then on the next page he saw her. She had a smile on her face. She looked happier than ever. That night when he went back,he drew. Even though no one really said he was a good artist,he was. He drew him and her together. He then put a loveheart locket on her portrait. A big loveheart locket with them inside. She felt safe that night. She had thought about it though and resulted in drawing a new picture. One that said that she would never have him. On it was three girls,one being her,one being her best friend and the other was the popular girl. They all had smiling faces and were near the back of the sketchbook. In the front side stood a tall blonde boy who was their age. He had to decide between them. It was too hard.
He had drawn until he didn't know what to draw. The main sketches consisted of her,him and a few others that always seem to get in the way of them. He needed to let her know this. He couldn't. It wasn't possible for him. She was a girl too tough to care about him.
She was asleep,she was peaceful. The whole reason she drew was to make conflict disappear. Make everything seem okay. She wished she had a magical genie or fairy godmother. She wished she was in the sketchbook to see who he chose. She wished. She wished.
He was asleep,he was restless. The reason he drew her and him together was because he needed her. He only wandered if she knew that. He wished he was a prince who could easily capture any heart. He wished he could be in his picture to finally have a chance with her. He wished. He wished.
They were the two artists. The ones who drew their problems away. The ones who saw the future in a different way than most. The creative two. They brushed away their conflictions and easily forgot about most of their drawings. Except for one. That one was of them. The wished they could be inside a picture. Little did they know one wish could turn to far far more...
A/N: So cliffhanger. And unlike last time I will update weekly or fortnightly if I have a lot going on. Luv ya all xoxo
