 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Esme wasn't spoilt but would she rather leave her comfortable house to some stay at his apartment? He wasn't as well off as her and her family and he rather take up part time jobs than living off of his father. But yet she was agreeing to his question. He felt so much happiness welling up in him. Olly barely had time to express it in the form of a grin before he was being kissed again. of course he wasted no time in kissing her back. "I'm glad you agreed.'' Her parents on the other hand... well, they'd cross that bridge when the time came.
Olly reached out to pull Esme close to him. "I told you you're still the most beautiful view here.'' It was true. ''How many times have you been up here?'' The goth let his gaze roam around, taking in the tiny buildings in the distance. Was that how birds saw things when they were in the sky? |