She’s in her room.
Her headphones are hanging loosely in her ears, she’s listening to Taylor Swift’s voice. Her eyes gaze at her computer. Should she log onto facebook? Will he be online, she thinks. She lets out a sigh and falls onto her bed. His handsome face is on her mind. Her homework is undone on her desk. Her phone is in her hand and she drifts off to sleep. I love him, is the last thought which comes in her mind.
She’s missed and time on her phone reads 11:11 {again}
He’s in his room.
Why isn’t she on facebook? Should I call her, he asks himself, his eyes falling onto her profile. Gosh, 'she’s so beautiful' he mumbles to himself. He’s about to log off facebook, when he gets a new chat message. It’s from his footy mate, he sighs, tells him he’s busy and collapses onto his bed. Oh well, maybe tomorrow he mutters. As he falls asleep, his phone is clutched in his hand. He lets her face cross his mind before he drowses off.
The time on his phone reads 11:11.
Her headphones are hanging loosely in her ears, she’s listening to Taylor Swift’s voice. Her eyes gaze at her computer. Should she log onto facebook? Will he be online, she thinks. She lets out a sigh and falls onto her bed. His handsome face is on her mind. Her homework is undone on her desk. Her phone is in her hand and she drifts off to sleep. I love him, is the last thought which comes in her mind.
She’s missed and time on her phone reads 11:11 {again}
He’s in his room.
Why isn’t she on facebook? Should I call her, he asks himself, his eyes falling onto her profile. Gosh, 'she’s so beautiful' he mumbles to himself. He’s about to log off facebook, when he gets a new chat message. It’s from his footy mate, he sighs, tells him he’s busy and collapses onto his bed. Oh well, maybe tomorrow he mutters. As he falls asleep, his phone is clutched in his hand. He lets her face cross his mind before he drowses off.
The time on his phone reads 11:11.
