fluorescent adolescent

                                    

                                          

'flicking through a little book of sex tips,'
☆ arctic monkeys

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
I GRABBED FOR HIS HAND AND PULLED HIM OUT OF THE HOUSE. My hands locked into his, his cold hands contrasting to my warmth. I couldn't wipe the smile of my face as I heard Sero laughing in the midst of our escape.
The cold wind pierced against my skin as I felt a shiver coarse throughout my body. This is karma for not bringing a jacket despite the nearing winter. 
My feet began to ache in the heels that I was wearing but the pain seemed to grow numb as we ran through the streets, away from the music, away from the crowd. 
Despite the music from the party fading away, it felt like there was music playing in the background as we disappeared into the night, a melody only Sero and I could hear. I was panting, running endlessly before my footsteps began to slow down yet my hand still interlocked with his.
'Princess did you do track in middle school or something,' Sero says, out of breath and used his other hand to fix his hair. 
I giggled once more, the alcohol not leaving my system. I stare up into the sky and breathed in the aroma of the night as my arms stretched out, feeling free. We were on an empty road and sat down right in the middle of it, knowing that cars weren't going to pass by anytime soon.
'I'm really really hungry' I say out of the blue, breaking the comfortable silence between us. 
'Go starve.'
'HEY. Your response was supposed to be like; 'My dearest Y/n of course i'll buy you a five course meal!' I say and then imitated his voice which caused him to break out into a small fit of laughter.
'Okay, okay,' He then cleared his throat, 'What would you like to eat, princess.'
'Hmm...You choose!'
'I'm done with yo ass,' He rolled his eyes and then lied on the ground.
'I'M KIDDING ALR, 'I moved closer to him, 'I want ice cream!'
'Seriously? Ice cream, what are you a five year old.'
'If I were then I'd be a very very cool five year old.'
'More like an immature brat.'
'YOU CAN'T BE TALKING.' I glare at him jokingly and he sat up.
'Ice cream? Princess why would you get an ice cream in this cold weather,' He pointed to the sky.
'You see prince, it's the perfect weather for an ice cream!'