one-shots

Imagine 33

I sigh putting my hands on their shoulders, their smirk fueling my anger. I follow their steps, letting them lead our moving bodies. We're at a big party that my mom has arranged. She does this every year and every year I come without a partner, but this year is different. My mother said that if I didn't come with a partner this year, she will force me to marry someone and I will die before that happens. So here I am, dancing with the one person I didn't want to ask: my enemy. We weren't always enemies, when we were younger, they were the only one on my mind and I was the only one on theirs. Best friends for life
Well, that was a lie. We didn't stay best friends at all and now I hate them will all my might. "If you keep doing that with your eyebrows, you'll age like no other", a voice whispers against my ear. My mind hates them, but my body never fails to betray me. Their hands hold my waist in a soft grabs, gentle even. "I'll age no matter what, so why bother slowing the process", I murmur against their shoulder, hating the feeling in my belly and ignoring their hot, steady breathing against my neck. I feel their lips curl up against my neck. "I always loved the way you never agreed with me", they tilt their head up, giving me no choice but to look them in the eyes. "I still love it", I feel my eyes watering, bringing me back to all the tears and smiles we used to share. I close my eyes. That is no more. I feel their grip on my waist tightening, like they are scared I'll run away. "Look at me", their voice is soft, their breath hitting me in my face this time. They are closer. I open my eyes, forcing myself to look at them and not hate them, just for a minute. "Your mom is looking", they begin looking behind me before their eyes meet mine again. "I know you hate me, I know you want to forget all we have been through, want to forget all we have shared", pain flashes their eyes, mirroring what's in my heart. "But for now, just for now, hold on to them, remember all the good things we have been through, all the smiles we have shared. Because if you don't", they remove their right hand from my waist, the place still warm from their touch, and put it on my cheek, my heart quickening. "Your mom will force you to spend your life with someone who loves your beauty, your body, but will have no desire to get to know you", they put their forehead against mine, their eyes still locked with mine. "So please, my love, just love me like you used to, like you still do deep in your heart, just for one night, for your safety and my sanity, because only god knows what I will do if you-", they take a deep breath, closing their eyes. "Okay", I say, not remember my own voice. "For one night", and with that I open up the door I have closes for so long.