I kept drinking last night.
I laid on my back and drank as much as I could.
My stomach grew tighter
and mouth filled ran over with his sweat, tentalizing words.
I felt ashamed of my shyness.
Unable to express my feelings, I coward in my bed.
He was funny, persuasive, charming...
I, a bit aprehensive, yet gaurded.
I want to know him.
I want make him laugh.
I want to hold him....
Coming soon, from Pixar… - Harry says this little scene was the culmination of “a classic washing-up feud” at his office in London. (Kind of adorable, right? I would SO watch a movie...
1 year ago