Chapter Eight
Elizabeth • (El-iz-a-beth)
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I kept my word. I wrote Hunter's assignment for him and left it in my desk drawer so that I can drop it on his desk first thing in our lesson on Monday. I try to ignore him- I try to rid my mind of any trace of him but it is just so difficult.
After what happened at the gym I can't seem to rejuvenate the same feeling that electrified my body... when he kissed my neck I truly felt alive. Each of my cells were captivated by him and only him. I want to know more about him... I want to explore his mind and learn what his secrets are... I want to know what he thinks about me.
It is roughly around ten o'clock at night on a Sunday and I am getting ready to curl myself up in some blankets and lay in bed, scrolling through social media. We were given a photography study to look at over the course of this week but I am procrastinating... I'm just not interested in school work at the moment, plus, I can't come up with a subject to photograph.
Soon enough my relaxation period comes to an abrupt stop as a notification banner pops up at the top of my phone screen.The number is unnamed but the contents of the message put my mind at ease.
Unknown: It's Hunter. I'm at the gym.
Immediately I tap on the message and I am transported from one app to another. My thumbs reluctantly hover the screen before my fingers begin to tap on the keyboard. I am suddenly both nervous and excited.
Me: Hi. I can be there in 15.
Hunter's reply is short and straight to the point. A bit like him.
Hunter: Okay. See you soon.
As I enter through the door the first thing I notice is Hunter standing in the middle of the boxing ring. His arms are hanging by his sides and his bright eyes are fixated on the other side of the room, he is breathing heavily and his sweaty hair is hanging in front of his eyes slightly. I was uncertain on what I should wear so I just threw my hair up into a high ponytail and paired a grey sweater with some leggings and sneakers. My feet begin to feel heavy as I enter further into the gym. Maybe this is a bad idea...
Hunter's eyes are quick to find me and I instinctively shoot him a quick wave of my hand, "Hi." I call out, flashing him a friendly smile that he doesn't return.
He leans back against the ropes circling the ring, careful to distribute his weight evenly so he doesn't flip himself over and land face first on the floor, He continues to look at me, a look so intense that I almost have to look away, "Hi." He replies and I stare at him for a moment, totally hypnotised. This definitely was a horrible idea... I should have kept my mouth shut.
"You got here quickly." He comments slyly and I laugh quietly. Shrugging my bag from my shoulder I inch closer towards the ring.
"I was afraid that if I kept you waiting you would just leave... so I rushed to get here." I admit quietly with a smile and Hunter heaves his shoulders.
"It's fine. I don't mind." He pauses, "It's not like I can leave anyways." He jokes and I remember that he actually sleeps here. It must be freezing at night... and lonely. He pushes himself up from the ropes and I tread my way closer to Hunter, looking up at him on the platform.
"Still..." I fiddle with the gold rings that circle my fingers before bringing both of my hands up to tighten my ponytail, "You are going out of your way to do this for me so the least I can do is show up, right?" Hunter threads himself through the ropes and jumps down to the floor. He stands close to me, a small smirk on his face and I hold my breath.
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Tiểu Thuyết Chung"Harder." Elizabeth demands in an airy whisper against my lips and I press my fingertips a little bit harder into the lush skin of her upper thigh. She whines and it is like music has hit my ears. Fuck. My heart has accelerated and the only thing on...
