Landon Tewers ft. Seanzy- What Do I Say?
B.B.
Chance is home when I get to the creepy house. His mother is nowhere in sight. When I pop into his room he looks back at me and lets out a sigh of relief. It takes me by surprise when he gets up from the beanbag chair to pull me into his arms. It smells like bleach in here. Like he's been cleaning. The king-size bed is bare.
"I was worried," he admits and then points at the bags on the floor. "I got you a few things you might need for the remainder of our time here,"
"Thank you,"
I look around the room and smile. There are football and cross-country trophies all over the room. Pictures of the two of us laughing and being sickenly cute. We're the cute jock couple everyone wants to be. I bet we're f*****g toxic as s**t too. I take a pictu
