Chris extended his hand, 'shall we?' I could see most of the girls rolling their eyes at me, and who I suppose was Karina, huffed and scoffed again and again. I hesitantly gave Jaxon my hand and I could see him smirk, knowing I wouldn't refuse. We both headed out and the music slowly started to fade. I pulled my hand away from his and formed a distance of about 4ft between us, crossing my arms together and shifting my body weight to one side in an attempt to make myself look more independent and stronger. He chuckled looking at my actions knowing very well how big a facade that was.
'So, speak', I said in a bold voice even though I felt like I could crumble any moment on the inside. 'How have you been?' I could see that hopeful glint in his eyes, expecting me to answer when he said that. But I was born to disappoint. 'None of your business, I spat. He chuckled and moved around a bit, I noticed that he was getting nervous. ' 6 months away and that's your answer? Were 4 years of our relationship not good enough for me to know how you're doing?' His tone kept rising as he spoke. I looked away feeling guilty. When I didn't say anything nor look at him, I felt his hand turn my face towards him. His grip on my jaw was strong.
Ah, yes, Chris hated when people didn't look at him while he talked. His father never looked at him once on the very rare occasions that they talked, causing him to develop a trauma that anyone who doesn't look at him, must hate him. His eyes were a dark shade of green with hints of brown and remarkable depth in them. His messy hair lightly touched his eyelashes. His eyes were probably the most beautiful ones I've ever seen, but right now, I wanted to look anywhere but at them. Talk to me I heard him say. Staring at his eyes, all our memories flooded back to me. It was like he never left. Yet he did.
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Strangers with memories (BOOK 1)
RomanceElena was a normal working lady, nothing interesting about her life until she fell in love with according to people's magazine, the sexiest man in the world. The worst part about it was that he loved her back. Of course, fame comes with a price, a...
