bwaylover134
"I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong," he admonished. She looked down with a sigh, nervously wringing her hands together. "How can I tell you what's wrong when I don't even know what's wrong with me? That's what's awful about this. I can't figure out what's going on for the life of me..."
The way her eyes light in get dark. The way her lip curls at the ends and she pouts slightly when embarrassed, her shoulders hunching over to make herself even smaller than she already is. The blush that dusts across her cheeks before spreading like wildfire across her face. I tell her she's cute and she acts cute in response.