“May I see you again? he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice. I smiled. Sure. Tomorrow? he asked. Patience, grasshopper, I counseled. You dont want to seem overeager. Right, thats why I said tomorrow, he said. I want to see you again tonight. But Im willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow. I rolled my eyes. Im serious, he said. You dont even know me, I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. How about I call you when I finish this? But you dont even have my phone number, he said. I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book. He broke out into that goofy smile. And you say we dont know each other.” -John Greens The Fault In Our Stars- #PersuasiveWittyAdorableAndManja #IgnoringAllTheSimilarities #AtTheSameTimeCouldNotHelpSmiling
Posted on: Sun, 08 Jun 2014 15:04:59 +0000