Chapter 26

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Amy’s POV

I don’t say anything back because of the denial that runs through my veins. Arson is still on top of me waiting for what I’m about to say but nothing comes out even though he looks a bit disappointed. “You don’t have to say anything back Amber it’s just what I feel.” He looks at me intently waiting to see me run away but I stay there still. After what seems like a few minutes I finally react he just told me he loves me I got him to love but why don’t I say it back isn’t that what I wanted in the first place. I keep looking in his eyes searching for regret and dis honesty but I can’t find it. Tightening the hold I have on his neck I bring him down and smash my lips to his. It takes him a few seconds to respond but he finally moves his lips against mine. I can’t tell him I love him yet not because I don’t feel anything but because I can’t not yet. I remove my lips from his and he places his forehead against mine both of us panting hard because the lack of breath we just had. I look at him and he’s grinning ear to ear and I copy smiling as well. After a while he gets off of me and I stay laying down in the sand him looking down at me. “Absolutely beautiful” he whispers and then brings down his hand to help me get up. I gratefully take it and he pulls me up leading me back to the house.

“You’re incredible you know that.” I tell him and he looks at me shocked with denial in his eyes.

“No Amber I just love you that’s why.” We keep walking and I’m confused by what he means. As soon as we reach the house we see that the lights are off except for a few. Arson leads me all the way in till he reaches my room and stops turning around to look at me. We stand there staring at each other he lifts his hand to cup my face and I let him leaning in. His face comes closer and his nose brushes with mine sending little sparks along it while he does it. “Good night love” he whispers in my ear kissing the spot behind it that drives me crazy. I shudder as he leans back looking at me for a second.

“Good night Arson” he nods and then turns around heading to his room. With out looking at me he opens his door and steps in closing it shutting me out. Maybe he was mad about me not responding to his declaration of love. Some part of me knows that Arson has not learned how to love fully yet. I shake my head clearing my head and changing into pajama shorts and a tank top. I pull the covers of the big bed and lay down closing my eyes and falling asleep.

I wake up when I hear the door to my room creak open. I’m on my side facing away from the door and suddenly feel frighten of who made that noise. I hear the door close and my breath quickens a little as my anticipation grows. The floor boards start to creak when the person moves closer to the bed where I’m laying down. I close my eyes tight and try to act like I’m asleep making no movements. I feel something run up the side of my body starting from my feet to my waist and shoulders that are covered by the sheets. They move my hair to the side when they reach my neck and there fingers move to my face. I feel them brush there tips along my cheek and run along to my nose. The pad of there thumb runs along my bottom lip and they apply a bit pressure making my lip go in a little. After a little while the thumb leaves my lips and I feel lips on my forehead. The heat of the person radiates off of them onto me proving how close their proximity.

“The things you do to me I can’t understand how you manage to get me to feel this way.” Arson, its Arson who’s in my room which makes me calm down a little. He moves away from me and steps somewhere else in the room not leaving yet because I can’t here the door open or close. “I’m going to tell you I was scared shitless when I told you I loved you and it hurt like hell for you not to say anything back.” I can hear the pain in his voice and it makes my heart hurt because I caused that when clearly he’s vulnerable. He scoffed before speaking again “you rejected me twice and you’re the one who’s trying to teach me how to love.” Ouch yup that blow did hurt but I knew it was true. What is he doing in my room and why is he saying these things. “Why can’t you believe that I love you and admit you feel the same way, because I know you do?” He can’t be drunk can he maybe he is. “I’ll wait for you forever because I love you no matter what you say.” Again I feel him press a kiss onto my forehead “Good night Amber” his retreating foot steeps and the door opening and closing tell me he left.

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