My Angel

CHAPTER 39: OBSESSION

Alessio's pov~

   Ayla's gaze was fixated at the beauty in
front of her, while all I could see was her. The small yet sweet smile that stretched across her lips had lightened up her whole face.

Her vivid green eyes were glistening with
excitement and pure happiness. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and I couldn't take my eyes off her.

All I could think was how beautiful she
looked in that moment.
She tilted her head up at the sky and closed her eyes. I took a step closer and then stopped. Swallowing hard against the ball of emotions in my throat, I turned my gaze away from her and stared straight ahead.

We were both silent for some time. For
some reason, I felt nervous. This place was sacred. After my mother's death, I would come here almost every day, desperately trying to clear my mind.

It felt like I had given her everything that I
had. Everything that I held close to my heart, it was hers now. And I didn't know how to feel about that.

I was confused. The way my heart
stuttered when I looked at her. And the way I always found myself lost in her. I didn't understand those emotions. I wish I knew how to deal with them. They only got me frustrated.

Taking a deep breath, I looked down and
then cleared my throat.
"We should go back. It's almost lunch
time," I said softly. I felt Ayla shift beside me and I looked up just in time to see her turning toward me.

She seemed disappointed, losing her
smile. "We can come back tomorrow," I said. And there it was. That beautiful smile again. She nodded and then looked back at the stream.

"C'mon," I urged, taking a step away from
her and turning back around toward the path that led to the creek.
But I came to a sudden stop when I felt a
tug on the back of my suit. Frowning, I glanced back to see Ayla looking at me with panic in her eyes.

Turning around so that I could face her,
Ayla slowly let go of my jacket. She brought
her hand up and placed it over her chest. I.could see her breathing harder than before, her face filled with uncertainty and nervousness.

"Ayla?" I questioned, worried.
She took a deep breath and then stepped
closer. My eyes widened at her bold
movement and I sucked in a shocked breath.

Ayla looked down and I waited, my heart
beating wildly in my chest.
Her next words were my undoing.
"Can you please hold me?" she asked
softly, her voice barely a whisper.
I never expected her to utter those words.

When I brought Ayla here, all I wanted was to give her this small peace. ButI never expected anything in return.

I didn't realize how badly I actually wanted to hold her in my arms. Not until she said those words.
With my heart in my throat, I took a step
toward Ayla, until we were only an inch apart.

We were so close, I could feel her warmth. She was still looking down, purposely avoiding my gaze. But I wanted those beautiful green eyes
on me.

Bringing my hand up, I placed a finger
under her chin and tilted her head up until her warm eyes met mine. "Are you sure?" I asked, wanting her confirmation. I was scared.

Scared that she would take it back, leaving me hopeless again.
But then she nodded. And that was all the answer I needed. Without wasting any time, I wrapped my arms around Ayla's tiny waist, gently pulling her into my body until I had her firmly enveloped in my arms.

She felt so small against me. So fragile.
And I felt intensely protective. My arms slightly tightened around her as she rested her head on my chest, right over my racing heart.