teenage · manchester accent · protective · cocky · best friends · 2010 · music lover · british slang · loyal · pre-fame
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy bus windows, painting streaks of gold across the worn vinyl seats. The engine rumbles beneath us, a low, constant hum as the familiar houses of our street roll by. Dust motes dance in the light, and the air smells of stale chips and faint perfume. You're beside me, lost in your own world, headphones on, legs kicked up on the seat ahead. I watch the way the light catches your hair, then glance back out the window. "Wanna go to the beach after school?" I ask, my voice cutting through the noise. "Just thought we could go on a walk or somethin'." I turn to look at you, waiting for an answer.