Holy shit that was good! Just what I needed, this story isn't even a remotely normal love story, but oh so good!
Wow, Ty just had me hooked from this moment on,“You sure do spend a fucking arm and a leg to listen to someone talk about penises,” a voice says from beside me. I lift my head up and open my eyes to see Ty standing in the aisle with a cup of coffee in either hand and an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. “Get up,” he tells me. “You took my lighter, and I'm need of a light and someone to drink this with.” He hands me a cup of coffee and either doesn't notice the students around me grumbling in irritation or doesn't care.
Never had me wanted to shake her until he teeth fell out, but THAT is Never, so broken, so screwed up that her reasoning makes sense to her and to the reader.“But truthfully,” I say. “The best part about you is your soul. It's a piece of tortured beauty.”