Not So Perfect (William Afton x Reader)

22 - leaving the lies

(Sleep is none existing for me. I have a lot of college work to do and I can do them all at night. That is what I have done.)

I looked up at him with huffy redness around my eyes. I felt tired but comfortable and safe.  My heart flared into rapidly beating as he kissed my forehead. He held so close to me, knowing the effect he had over me. It was like a spell washed over me as I leaned in close to his face. Eye to eye.
Our glaze at each lasted a few seconds but it was wonderful.

"Is this real? These emotions? You make me so confused." I rested my hand on his chest, unsure to hate this moment or cherish it. Whatever I enjoy, I want to hate it. I hate William but I don't. I want these perfect feelings he gives me to be real. Does it matter?

"It doesn't matter if they are real or not." William struggled with a grin. It was all a fucking game. A big trick to him. It didn't matter.

"It does. I want something real." I wanted it to be real. I don't care if he doesn't care and this is a big trick. I don't care. It means nothing. He took much in love with his ex to see how much he is in my head and how much he is affecting me.

"You can't have that."

"No, because you're still in love with your ex wife." I huffed, trying to get away from him. He looked away from me.at my words were true. I see it.

"Sorry but you're wrong?" He held my tight. "I don't know what I meant to feel about her. I still love her but I know that it is over." He looked down at me, bringing his hand to my face and stroking my cheek. I looked more at him with soft eyes.

"Sorry for being insensitive. I shouldn't have brought it up." I felt bad. How could I be so stupid? His liquid eyes held sadness, still trying to accept that his failing marriage had to end.

He brought my face near his, kissing me deeply. It was a slow and long kiss. It felt perfect and unbreakable. I held onto him as I kissed deeply into the kiss. I loved it. It made things feel real but they aren't. He is using me to get over his ex. I wouldn't stop him if it helps him. I want him to be happy and to be worthy of his attention.

"Daddy!" Elizabeth yelled as she barged into the room with a smile. She gasped, looking at us. We stopped kissing As the room fell silent and awkward as his daughter witnessed us having a moment. The moment was spoiled.

I hid my flustered face into his shoulder in shame and embarrassed. Oh god, I hate this. She is going to over think what is something going on between me and her father.  Nothing is going on. This isn't good. I mentally screamed as my awkwardness flared up and I hid into William, hoping this wasn't happening.

"Darling, what is it?" He asked, holding me close to him and not letting go. He hid my shame and embarrassed his arms.

"When will Dinner be ready?" She whined, feeling like she wasn't meant to have walked in.

"I'll get started making dinner in a minute." He said without any sense of embarrassment or awkwardness. Is it just me who is awkward about this?

"Okay." Elizabeth smiled brightly with an innocent smile. Maybe she didn't see anything. She left the room, leaving the door open. We heard her hurried down stairs with happiness.

"This is your fault." I grumbled, trying to forget about what had happened.

"She knows nothing." William ensured me, helping me up off the bed. We now stood awkwardly, the silence setting and the fact that Elizabeth saw us kiss makes me more awkward. What if she spins it the wrong way? I am not trying to get with her dad.

This is his fault! I just got emotional and need someone to talk to. He is the one who kissed me but I kissed back. I even liked it.  I hate how he is able to make me feel so weak and vulnerable.