Under your skin
Feel my blood flow with yours
My heart beat with yours
Sharing this body as one
Save me as I save you
This skin holds enough room for two
Under my skin
I belong with you
As you belong with me
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As crazy as it sounds, I've been being a different version of myself. I haven't tried any shit with Hayden. I respected her relationship or at least I did my best to. We had been hanging out all week and I can't say every time wasn't getting more and more awkward.
Like that night we both opened up about our personal problems. I swear if we stayed that close a second longer I would've kissed her. But I don't wanna be that nigga....in any matter it wouldn't show how I feel about her. Nor gain her trust. If I can't respect that she's with someone else, why would she ever thing I'd respect a relationship between us?
I liked Hayden a lot. And I don't usually get attached to girls. Has to do with my lack of affection growing up. I didn't get love.....so I'm not really sure how to give it. But I know that Hayden makes me fuckin crazy and she makes my heart skip a beat every time I see her.
If I'm being honest, sometimes being around her was getting too hard. I had to cut it short before I did something stupid. Or she did.
I know she was feeling the exact same way, sometimes we would be laughing and then the next second she couldn't even look at me. Like she was scared to be in my space but shit...I was scared to be in hers.
I may poke fun at Xavier but I ain't tryna make a real enemy out of him. We don't like each other and that's just cuz we don't. Not everyone is supposed to be friends. We're opposites. He's the good guy, I'm the....fuck boy I guess.
Xavier doesn't like how I get down and honestly I never liked him and my sister together. It's just a mutual dislike, not beef. But if I was to try some shit with Hayden, it would be a war.
"You want sum to drink?" Hayden s voice filled my ears and I turned around to look at her standing in the kitchen pathway.
"Water sweetheart."
She gave me a small smile before turning around and opening the fridge. I couldn't help but stare at her body. Hayden had a model/ sports physique. She wasn't that short, and had legs for days. Her small waist fanned out smoothly into those wide hips of hers and every time she took a step, I felt the air getting thinner.
She was so beautiful. And she wasn't mine.
The radio station gave off static before a song finally played and Hayden laughed to herself. I don't know why, but it thought it was cute that she wanted to listen to a radio and not just play music from her phone. She was like an old lady.
