Like, here's my redo of my story. I didn't like it so.. Angie She held the ticket, staring at the ground leaning against a cold grey pole. Her curls bounced as she impatiently braided her bangs and pinned them to her hair straightly. Kris He stood beside the obnoxious girl, pinning her hair perfectly and growled. Her hair was a beautiful shade of purple, like a dark violet. Her eyes were a warm and loving color of brown, the opposite of his own icy and cold blue eyes. Angie She looked at the blonde next to her, looking at his hair. She wanted to SERIOUSLY mess up his perfectly done hair. Shes always had that weird see-able flaw on her. She MUST mess up the most perfect of hair. Including her own. Kris He watched the time pass hour after hour while staring at the clock. "Hello?" the girl asked waving her hand in front of his face. "You awake?" "Huh?!" "The trains leaving sir.." her British voice rang. "Oh..thank you..." he said blushing and stumbling to grab his stuff and get on the train. "Hey," she called grabbing his collar."Who are you?" "Kristofer or Kris.." he answered getting out of her grasp. "I like that name. I'm Angie."
Angie She sat down next to the stranger and badgered him with questions. "Where ya headin'?" she asked poking him. "To the coffee shop?" he answered carefully. "So, where ya from?" she asked, jumping from the subjects like a kangaroo. "...." "Hm?" "I can't remember..." he said quietly. "But you have to remember!" she said like it was the most stupid thing she's ever heard of. Kris It was true he didnt know where the hell he came from, but he didn't care. He was alive and well...He decided to drop the subject and daydreamed about Angie. "Helloooo...." She asked standings her knees sitting on the seat in his face. He was still thinking..... Angie She looked in his pretty ice blue eyes and lost her balance falling on him. "Oh god! I'm so sorry!" He looked up at her. "No need to be sorry." "What?" "Don't be sorry. You were just.."looking" as you would call it." he said smiling. "Shush it you." she said punching his shoulder climbing off of him and looking in another direction. Kris "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" he finally asked after a while. "Sh..." she said looking at him then back out the window. He took her head and turned it towards him. He pressed his lips to hers and she pulled away. "What are you doing?!" she squealed clinging to the seat. "Angie...." "Kris! That wasn't cool!" "Angie listen..Please...Just-" "No! What the HELL were you thinking?!" "I know it's a but sudden..but I think I love you..." She sat there. Stunned. Not moving. She grabbed his collar and pulled him towards her. "You can't." "Why not? Your beautiful...and your hair...and your eyes-" "You can't love me. You can't lie to me either." "I would never lie to you!" "That kiss wasnt true!" "Then why did you kiss me back?" he asked, holding her head in his hands so she looked up at him. "B-Because...it felt good..." she stuttered looking down blushing. His eyes widened at her statement. It felt good? Angie "And because I wanted to..." "Angie just say it." "Say what?" "The truth." She mewed and looked down. "I don't speak the truth..." "TRAIN COUPLE! WE'RE GETTING OFF THE DAMN TRAIN!" said the person behind them watching. "THEN GET OFF THE TRAIN YOU DUMBASS!" she hissed in his direction. Stunned they grabbed their stuff and dragged it off the train grumbling. There were whispers and stares upon them as the ride continued. Kris *Love Angie...that's all I need....* he thought. She was asleep, leaning to her left with her head resting on the window. He cuddled her close and shut his eyes. He wouldn't do anything to hurt her. Ever.. Angie "Get off of me!" she growled trying to escape his grasp. Her face was hot from being cuddled to close and her stomach was jumping with how close they were. "Huh?" he mumbled barely opening his eyes. His arms were pulled apart allowing her to go free. Kris "Hey! Angie don't leave me here!" "Watch me!" she screamed getting off the train. The coffee shop was just half a block away. She walked with Kris a meter behind her. As soon as they got there, it was 11:30 PM. They closed at 11. "Goddamnit!" she cried in frustration. They stood there in peace until 11:45. Kris pinned her to the building and she cried out. "AH!" "Angie...Tell me..." he said with his face and inch away from hers. "Tell you what?" she said faking the strength in her voice. "What you did to me.." "What the HELL are you talking about?" she asked with her voice cracking from stress. "Just try it. Touch my face." "Why do I-" "Touch my face." She did as she was told and he shivered at her touch. He grew closer. "Ever heard of claustrophobia?" she asked sarcastically with her hands in his hair purring. "Oh..Nope." She pulled him closer and kissed him. "Kris...It may seem like we met today...but we met ten years ago..." she whispered in his ear. Angie Kris wasn't listening. He was just happy he had the girl he loved. She pulled on his tie looking away, color filling her face.