I was thinking. Do you guys like this story? Are my handwriting is okay?

By the way, I was looking on Instagram while thinking what couple that I haven't done and I find this couple.

Based on Valentine skin.

-Someone-

In the middle of the wood, a girl with a twin tail hairstyle was looking at a certain boy playing with his gun.

"Layla, why are you hiding?" The boy asks so suddenly that makes Layla jump at her hiding place with a surprise face but turn into a pout as she stands up and heading toward the boy.

"You should really relax once in a while." She stands next to him, watching him clean his gun with some dirty old cloth.

he still cleans his gun, not paying much attention to her.

She looks at him and his expression didn't change much, just some bored face and eyes looking at none other than his gun. He has been like this, ignoring her.

She looks down at her feet, she didn't like this situation. He always so sweet to her, always make her smile, always help her and she was happy about that yet when he suddenly call her like a lover would do, she didn't know what to do so she just runs away.

She remembers that day, she was scared of something that made her heart beating so fast unlike the usual beat, she still remembers it clear too that she didn't have time to think -or maybe didn't-, just run that she knows. Then everything would be normal the next day, right?

No, everything is a mess, nothing would be back again.

That is the word that we would always say, pretending that hasn't happened in the first place.

Ignoring the truth.
Ignoring the word 'Change'.

She knew that she made a wrong choice, she knew it yet she still didn't want to admit it. She was too scared to be heartbroken. Too scared to see the future. To scare to make a change in their relationships.

He was ignoring her almost every day, only call her like a stranger would do. Of course, she tries calling him like she would always do but he says something that she can't quite remember but she knew she didn't like that word.

A sob escapes her mouth, she was crying uncontrollably, head still down. her hand moves to her face as she tries to cover her face or try to stop the tear.

A voice escapes her mouth, "I'm s-o-ooo-so-rry".

The word comes out not as good as she thought, but right now she just only want one thing, just him to be by her side, nothing more. She wants him to smile, to laugh and to always be there beside her. She knew it was selfish of her.

Just a sound of the sob that can be heard. she speaks again, this time a little louder "I didn't mean to hurt you, I love you, I'm just afraid, Please forgive me, please don't leave me alone."

Her hand moves to hold the edge of his shirt while still sobbing very hard.

Then with a second, she felt a strong hand circle around her body tightly, pushing her weak body to his broad chest. She felt secure and warm that fill her body. She rests her forehead on his shoulder. Her hand clutching his shirt so tighter, afraid to let go, she was sobbing and crying very hard, make his shirt wet with tears.

They just hug like that about for a minute or an hour, none of them mind it standing in there even though their leg says the otherwise.

Clint broke the hug as his both hand take Layla hand away from his shirt and hold it tightly. He brings her hand together and moves it closer to her mouth, kisses it lightly. She looks up and sees that in his eyes there is much emotion that is hard to describe.

"Please don't leave me, I can't live without you." her voice is almost like a whisper that can be barely heard but he heard every word that she says. He just still staring at her. "I didn't mean to do that, I really didn't mean that I love you, I love you more than anything, please don't leave me."

Clint still just look at her straight in the eyes but if you see clearly in his eyes you could see the happiness inside it.

His hand let go of her carefully and slowly, move to her waist and the other hand move to the back of her head, pulling her closer to him.

Their lips meet.

Her eyes widen for a second before closing again.

First, it starts very slow and calm, then it turns into harsh and roughly.

They stop to take an air, their eyes meet each other and no word came out from their mouth. The word can be said through their eyes that show much emotion that held many explain of their feeling.

That's for the story, I don't have any more imagination : C