"no," troye spat, pushing himself as far away from jacob as he could. "you're no different than the rest of them! i thought you were different, b-but you're not!" "troye-please-" jacob gasped. but it was too late. troye was gone. {a tracob texting fic}
Accompanied by a teenage boy, Lily spends hours in a broken down train - waiting for the machine to start running again. But strangely enough, the longer the two teens spend together, the less she wishes to go back home. Emilyajh © 2014
♧ look closely between each line. look at how the words flood our minds with a story of an unrequited love. ♧ iridescnts | Lex MG | 2016
