Hidden From The World

Truce with a kiss?

Truce with a kiss?
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LEXI P.O.V

There is only one time when you can see the sun clearly and admire its blazing colour or its inferno beauty and it is the time when it set over the horizon. I sat on the bonnet of my camaro convertible. The wind blew into my hair that cascaded down my back. I needed a jacket otherwise i would get a chill. But i was too lazy to go home plus i wanted to enjoy the sunset. My endless tears didnt end even if i looked at the suset and tried to admire its beauty, trying to forget about the pain in my chest. I laid back and looked at the bright red and orange sky. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on today, not what happened when i was 11 and before. I tried to stay in the present instead of loosing myself to the past. Of loosing myself in the pain. And trust me, its not a place to be.

I didnt know how lost i was. I felt like i was drifting. I felt something tickled my nose. I thought it was the wind. It happened again and i wrinkled my nose to stop the tickling sensation. It happened again and now i was annoyed. I jerk upright only to come face to face with hypnotizing misty eyes. My breath hitched.

He smirked. The signature smirk i knew well. The mischievious glint in his eyes returned and it seemed to be glowing. “w-what a-are you doing here?” i managed to choke out. I felt nervous. His woodsmoke scent and aftershave drifted into my nose. I refused to inhale it but........i couldnt help it. He cocked his head to one side but kept staring at me. “what? Is there something on my face?” i asked. My hand cautiously touching my cheek. He grinned.

“yeah, Right there” he brushed his fingers along my collar-bone leaving a trail of heat. My head went down trying to see what it was.His wrist suddenly came up and hit my nose. He laughed. My eyes widened in shock as i looked at him. He clutched his stomach in laughter. I couldnt help but crack a smile. He stopped suddenly. His expression turned into mocked surprise. “Is that a smile i see? Did i actually make you smile? It’s the most beautiful one i have seen on you” i blushed at the comment. Then it dawned on me. What the hell is he doing here? “back to my first question. What are you doing here?”

He was suddenly very close and i felt the tempreture rise. My body no longer wanted a jacket because of this gorgeous boy standing soo close to me that i could feel his body heat. He smirked.

“its a free country” He suddenly moved away from me and propped himself up on the car bonnet. I felt at lose of his warmth. Oh god no. I was thinking he was hot and gorgeous? What the fuck is wrong with me?“you didnt have to do that. You know” he suddenly said after a long moment of silence. I turned my eyes back to the sunset which suddenly looked much more intresting.

“a simple ‘thank you’ would have been ok” i said softly. Out of the corner of my eye, i saw his head snap toward me and a look of determination passed his features. “no, a ‘thank you’ would be too less for what you have done......” he inhaled a sharp breath as if deciding his words carefully.”you brought our family together Lex and that i can not repay by a thanks” he reached out to put his fingers under my chin and turned my eyes to him. His jaw set in determination and seriousness.

He moved his hand back and extended his right hand. “Truce?” he asked. I gaped at him in shock. We have been locked in battle for 3 years. I basically dreamed of this moment. When he offered peace between us. He looked hurt just for a second when i stared into his extended hand.

“ is Rafe Merrick finally offering peace?” i said in mock surprise. He rolled his eyes. “Once in a lifetime offer Lex. Take it or suffer my wrath for the rest of high school till graduation”. I bit my lip in thought. Was he really being serious? I smiled at him and nodded.

“Truce” i said as i shook his hand. Comfertable silence set upon us and i liked it. I guess we finally had a shot of becoming friends but Rafe can be unpredictable. “but it the truce doesnt involve me stopping to tease you” i looked at him. He had that sexy smirk on his lips. OMFG I really just think he was sexy. I better get a grip on my mind.

I groaned. “i thought it was involved in the truce” i whined. He smirk turned wider. Again, silence set upon us. “you know, i still dont think the truce was enough. How about a hug?” he asked. I tensed and looked at him. I am pretty sure i had the are-you-kidding look on my face.

“no thats is not necessary” my eyes widened in horror as he started to come closer. I scooted away from him. There was no room left to scoot over to. If i moved, i would fall on the sand on my ass. He pouted. His hand snaked around my waist and crushed himself against my side. I didnt even notice his hand behind me. I wriggled and squirmed. His chest rumbled as he chuckled. “you should stop doing that sweetheart because i am not letting you go” i gave in. My heart fluttered at the word ‘sweetheart’. I really had no choice but to lean against him or have a croaked neck. I hesitated and looked up to him. He had his famous smirk on his lips. I sighed and carefully leaned my head on his shoulder. He set his head on top of mine, cutting out any escape that i might possibly pull away but i wasnt going to. I felt...........safe in his arms. Like if anything would put me in danger, he would protect me. No matter what the cost is.

He scoffed. I frowned at him. “what?” he still had me tightly against him. His grip on my hips wasn’t going to get any loser no matter how much I wriggled and squirmed. The corner of his lips twitched. A sly grin stretched on his mouth. “I still don’t think it’s enough.” He paused. A looked as if he was trying really hard to think something.“How about a kiss?”a teasing tone laced his deep voice.

I thought my heart would leap out of my chest. Is he kidding me? No matter how tempting the idea was, I wasn’t going to have my first kiss like this. “Ok that is not necessary” I put my hands on his muscular chest. His muscles were frim. It almost made me forget about what is going to happen. I tried to push him away. He started to come closer and my heart went to working overtime.”oofff”I rolled away from his grip and surely, fell on my ass. I got up as quickly as I could to get away. A playful grin took place on my lips and I started running.

I wasn’t even a good metre away before I felt muscular arm wrap around my waist like a band of steel. I squealed of laughter. My back pressed against his chest and I felt it rumble. Even he was laughing. He lifted me with ease and spun me around. “let me go” I laughed.

Uh oh.Wrong choice of words. I lunged forward. I waited for my face to hit water but I felt fingers clutching my wrist. I looked back up. He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. I knew perfectly what he was thinking. I didn’t want to get wet. So in order of that he had to pull me back to him. “still let you go?” he asked. He smiled wickedly. “no, no, no. don’t let go” I rushed out. He laughed. The bastard.

He pulled so hard that i crashed against his chest. I looked up to see him staring intently at me. I was going to say something snarky but  the intensity in his eyes stopped me. His hands dropped down and gripped my hips. His soft rythym of his heartbeat drummed under my palm. His breath danced on my lips. I was afraid he was really gonna kiss me but i didnt have the willpower to make my body work. To pull away. His gaze dropped to my lips and then back to my eyes. Tingles ran up and down my body. It made me shiver. He frowned. His hands dropped from my hips only to shed his black jacket. He put it around my shoulders. His scent and warmth circled me like a cocoon.  “ thank you” i whispered. I just had to ruin the moment. I remembered the first day i met him.

I walked through the sea of unknown faces. All of them minding their own problems. Some were running to class where others were either making out with someone or stuffing things into lockers. I was the one stuffing things into my locker. I closed it. I was new that day. No friends and no one to bother me.

I slammed my locker shut and turned to go to class. I was looking for my english book when i bumped into someone. Someone who was drinking water. The liquid spilled on my books and on his face and shirt.

“shit” i muttered under my breath. “yea for you” he snarled. I looked up to the most hypnotizing eyes. Darker then mine. My gaze traveled to his lips then his chest. It was safe to say that he was freaking gorgeous. “your going to regret that” he growled. Before i could mummble a sorry, he strode off to his locker which i heard slam shut after ward.

That day in lunch, there was noodles in my hair and a meetball in my bra. Yeah, i showered him with water, he bathed me with noodles and meetballs. And that was the day i vowed to hate him.Even though he was a total Greek god with an ego size of Africa. I made an enemy before i made a friend.

Was it possible that i hated him because i refused to admit that i liked him? Was the hate there to hide that i might actually like him?