You See Something You Like?" I Asked,

He Anxiously Touched His Hair. "i Think My Hair Gel's Frozen.

You Can't," I Murmured, Swallowing The Tears Back With Great Effort. "you Can't Keep Saving Me, Can't Keep Trying To. It's Too Late." "no," He Said. His Heart Was In His Eyes, And It Was Ripping Mine Apart. "not For You. Never.

It’s Okay. Everything’s Going To Be Okay. You Can Let Go Of The Sword." "i Can’t. I Can’t Leave Him Alone. I Have To Protect Him." "you Have.

And Hey, If I Keep Loving You, Maybe You'll Eventually Crack And Love Me Too.

My Mother Wasnʹt Sleeping With Anybody. She Doesnʹt Even Sleep With My Father.