Pieces of Me by Pua Ramona (small books to read txt) 📕

Reese are allowed on it.” And my girl just fucking laughs and it is the single the most amazing sound I’ve heard in my whole life.

“Your friendship blanket? That’s the nerdiest thing I’ve ever heard a guy say.” She hunches over and starts laughing again.

“Babe, I was being honest” I say with a serious tone. Just as she almost stops laughing, her little ass starts laughing again. “Look, if you’re going to die laughing I could just take you home”

Her laugh slowly dies down and she looks at me and says “I was kidding.” Not even two seconds later the little shit starts laughing again. I start walking toward her and she says “Okay, okay I’m done. Geez. I didn’t know you were the laugh police.”

I stop right in front of her, raise an eyebrow and say “I will be if you start laughing again.” She stands there just smiling up at me, and I fall in love with her smile even more. “I got something for you, you know.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” She says acting shy again at the attention being on her.

“I know I didn’t, but I wanted to. I’ll be right back” I run to the truck, grab her things and I'm back to where she’s stood waiting in less than five seconds. She sits down with her legs crossed and her hair falls out from the messy bun that she has it in. I walk around her and sit behind her with both of my long ass legs on either side of her, tucking her in between them. She doesn’t say anything but just sits there playing with her fingers “Don’t be nervous babe” I say as I rest my chin on her shoulder. She turns her head a little and smiles. “I didn’t want to get you just roses so I got you a mix of flowers”, I say as I set the bouquet in front of her on the blanket. She takes them with a genuine smile on her face.

“I love them. Thank you.”

I reach around her and grab the picnic basket and place it on the other side of her. “I hope you like it,” I whisper. She looks at me, then looks at the basket. She turns sideways and I get lost for a quick second, her scent, she smells so damn good; vanilla, coconut, and sunshine. She reaches over and opens the lid and her eyes get big, I mean so big they look like they’re going to pop out.

“Books? You got these for me?” she says with a squeal.

“Yeah, it took me forever but I thought you’d like them. If you don’t I can take them back and you could just go pick out different ones” I say moving a stray piece of her wild hair out of her face.

She looks at me with tears running down her face. “The only people that ever got me books were my parents, but mostly my dad” she says. “The last time I got books was on graduation day but when I left home, I didn’t take them with me.”

I use my fingers to wipe her tears and ask “What happened to them?”

She looks at me and says “My sister went to grab them from the apartment, but Michael had thrown them away.” I don’t say anything, but the next time I see that asshole he’s getting my fist in his damn face.

She catches her breath and says “This is the best birthday I’ve had in a long time, thank you.” I sit there and watch her go through every single book that I picked out for her. “I can’t believe you bought me so many.” As she goes through them, her smile just keeps getting bigger, she gets to the last book and she looks at me. “How to build your own furniture?” She reads the title aloud with a question in her voice.

I shrug my shoulders and say awkwardly as I feel my face get warm. “Yeah, I figured since I wasn’t a part of your special bookcase the least I could do was get you some books for it. And maybe we could build something together?” She puts her books back inside the basket, reaches over by her shoes that I didn’t notice she took off and grabs her phone. She doesn’t say anything so I just sit here and wait to see what she’s doing. Music starts playing from her phone and I know right away what song it is, because it’s one of my favorite songs from when I was in high school.

I watch Sina get up on her feet and she looks down at me with so much love in her eyes. Her little hand reaches out and asks, “Will you dance with me, Eli?” My name on her lips sounds amazing. I stand up and lace my fingers through her soft ones. I fucking love how her hand fits perfectly in mine. I wrap my arms around her waist and I pull her so close to me that she can't move even if she wants to. She goes on the tip of her toes, wraps her arms around my neck and I lean my forehead on hers. She closes her eyes and starts to move with the music. I hold on to her like I’m afraid that she’s going to disappear. So what, call me a pussy I don’t give a fuck, she’s mine. She turns her head and she leans into my neck, she’s so short that I pick her up a little so she can step on my feet. She’s so damn light. I hear her humming along to Crazy Love and we just lose ourselves in each other. I move a little because I want to see her face and she looks up at me and she fucken kills me with her smile. I move my hand to the back of her neck and leave the other one anchored on her