Alina

“I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.”
― Ally Carter, Don't Judge a Girl by Her Cover

“Who are you, Hayes Campbell?”
He smiled, his hands burrowing in his pockets. “I’m your boyfriend.”
“My twenty-year-old boyfriend?”
“Your twenty-year-old boyfriend. Are you okay with that?”
I grinned. “Do I have a choice?”
“You always have a choice.” He’d appropriated my words, which I found amusing.
“Then, yes … I am very okay with that.”
― Robinne Lee, The Idea of You

“I can come to your place."

"I don't think that's a good idea," I'd said...

"You don't want me to see where you live? What are you hiding over there? Another boy band?"

"Yes. You've found me out. I've got the Backstreet Boys in the attic."

He paused for a second and then began to laugh. "The Backstreet Boys? How old are you again?"

"Shut up, Hayes."

"You sure you don't have the Monkees over there as well?"

"I'm hanging up.”
― Robinne Lee, The Idea of You

“You let me unfold you.”
― Robinne Lee, The Idea of You