Love is... wings.
38. Pinky Swear
(Liana)
I walked in and opened the refrigerator and picked up a bottled water. When I turned, he was there, standing like a soldier, eyes shooting bullets. What now?
I looked down with an irritated groan. As I already told him, I absolutely had no energy to fight with him. I had only eaten two cotton candies and one ice cream. The sugar rush was all gone.
“Hey." He said.
"What?"
"Look at me. Why the hell are you looking at the floor?” He said, his voice incredulous. I groaned, and closed my face with my palms.
“I said look at me, Liana Marie Stan.” He commanded again, his voice a pitch higher. Now what the hell is his problem?
“Why’re you always ordering me to look at you?” I sighed and peeked through my fingers. When I saw his tired face, I
