It's not the mirrors that matter.It'se the choice. The mirrors will disappear anyway but while they still exist i have a choice.
I can look at her reflection on the left, but i'll miss her actual image and her reflection on the right.And if i look at her reflection on the right, i have the same problem. If i chose her actual image, i lose the chance of seeing the reflections. Reflections are distorted. My ...'fantasy' is that i find a choice, where the idea of hers doesn't wilt. Where i can look af all three of my choices.ALIENA
She remembers his every word while she strugles,squeezing her brains trying to solve it.
Maybe if they fucked in a room full of mirrors, he would get to look at her and at the same time with his peripheral vission, her reflections. But she thought that if the answer was that simple he would've thought of it himself. Besides, where would she get a room like that? .
Maybe with windows. If she could tilt them in a certain way, or next to a calm lake , where their bodies would reflect...
" bloody hell" she mutters unable to figure it out. Maybe there is no answer. Maybe it is one of these things that just do not have a solution.
"JASOOOON" She yells and her brother storms in her room.
"Wow that was fast." She comments.
" what happened ? Are you alright?" He asks.
He always has her in mind. Always alert.
" what do you do if someone you don't like, kisses you?" She says allowing her head to rest against the matress of the bed as she stares at the ceiling.
" report it ? I don't know Al, what did you get yourself into?" He sighs siting at the edge of the bed. She is holding a pillow playing with it,and if escpaes her grip falling on her face.
Jason laughs.
" nothing...yet.."
" jesus , i did not mean it like that. I mean..ugh listen if you're ever in trouble, if it's something you can't handle...look i know i am not evident enough, but i want to help,if, when , something is wrong" Jason says and Aliena throws him the pillow in his face.
" i'll keep that in mind" she says and he gets up to leave,but before closing her bedroom door he takes a good look at her.
" no offense but your face is sort of annoying me right now"she says trying to focus on the fantasy.
" no offense ? That is one if the most offensive things i have ever heard"he says as they both smile. She holds up another pillow but he closes the door before it can hit him, causing it to land on the closed door instead.
HARRY
He stares at her curves. She is not thin, but he doesn't mind. She could not be thin and support tits like that. and the shorts she is wearing would not look half as good as they do on those thighs. She notices his stare, and responds with a smile. She is not stupid. She knows he is checking her out and she feels confident with her body. She slightly bends, pretending to fix her tights, giving him a pefect view of her cleavage. He wastes no time,walking up to her. She raises her head, when he has stopped right in front of her .
" oh hello" she acts oblivious . That annoys him. She just showed off her tits on purpose. If it was Aliena she would straight forward punch him for staring. But this girl,acts like he is the only one asking for it.
" hi" he smirks.
" can i help you with anything?" She continues her little act that she must probably find cute and appealing. But really it is not working, and if her tits were not huge, we would leave this instant.
YOU ARE READING
SEX h.s.
Fanfiction*sound of TV channels changing* " Then you let it boil for twenty minutes" "Legen wait for it" "BAND MEMBER HARRY STYLES OF ONE DIRECTION ADMITTED HIS ADDICTION TO SEX AND TAKING IN MANAGEMENT'S ADVICE SIGNS UP ON GROUP THERAPY" "She's got a boyf...