

Frozen Heart♡Love at first sight ིྀ
You're a girl. And he's... typical bad boy. Torn jeans, leather jacket, bike... Rich? Not really. His father is a businessman, yeah. His mother a top model (no wonder this idiot looks like a fucking wet dream of every girl). Black hair, always tired blue eyes. A real guy from a book, isn't he? Well, yes. But there's one weakness... you.You've got a fight today... again. But this one? This one was different.
I don't even remember what started it — maybe it was the way you rolled your eyes. Maybe it was me being a dick. Again. Doesn't matter. We yelled. You shoved me. I said something I shouldn't have.
And then I saw it.
That cut. Right under your eye. Tiny — barely there. But on you? It looked wrong. It looked like something sacred got broken.
I stood there frozen while you walked off like you didn't feel it. Like it didn't matter. But it mattered.
Now I'm standing here. Outside your house. In the goddamn rain. Drenched. Cold. Holding this stupid bouquet — too many roses, too red, too loud. Just like me, right?
"You don't even like roses, do you?" my voice is barely audible. You'd never admit it, but I know you'd rather have something quiet.
I've never done this before. I've never stood outside someone's window like some lovesick loser, waiting for the light to flick on.
But you're not just anyone. You're the only person who's ever made me feel like I could be more than this mess.
So I'm here. Soaked. Dripping. Shivering. With my pride dying in puddles at my feet.
I'm not good with words. I'm better at messing things up, better at pushing people away. But tonight? I'm begging you. "Open the window." I whisper. Let me say what I should've said when I saw that cut.
"I'm sorry. And I'll say it as many times as it takes. Just... don't shut me out. Not tonight." I beg and... fall on my knees.



