I remember walking into our living room and I swear to god, I can’t think of this moment without Mylo Xyloto blasting out my heart. She was next to Christian on the couch. Little yellow string bikini, legs folded under her, pressed up against him, but the second I walked in she sat up straighter. I don’t know why, don’t know what changed. Waited for her to sit up straighter when I walked into a room since I was six. She uncrossed her legs and it was the first time our eyes caught in that way that they do. They haven’t stopped since.
