I looked up. Just as I thought that he passed me, he glanced at me. Cold. Bitter. Depressed. Wistful. Sad. Blue. Every time I saw the same feelings in his gaze. Three...two...one. And he was looking away again. Almost every day, since almost two years, he went by at exactly 6:44 PM, looked at me for three seconds with a really intense gaze, and passed me. MattxMello, Matts Pov
Rated: M - English - Romance - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,704 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 4/10/2014 - Published: 10/9/2013 - Mello, Matt - Complete