Lockwood's POV
I didn't regret it one bit when I kissed Lucy.
It was more of a relief, really.
You see, I've been meaning to do that forever.
My hunger for more Lucy was killing me, literally.
So it is very obvious that I didn't think twice before attacking her lips.
"Forgive me," I said and I kissed her.
It wasn't even planned, it just happened.
I've got no control, obviously.
What I didn't expect (and should have expected) is Lucy pushing me away after some seconds, where she was in a shock to respond.
She looked alarmed.
Oh no.
That's usually a bad signal.
"I don't even know what to say," she sighed. "Lockwood, please, stop trying to kiss me and hug me all the time. Please. You know this is not going to help me get my memories back."
That really hurt, and my emotions were raging through me.
I started to walk away, but not before I muttered out "My love for you will never change,"
I didn't know if she heard or not, but it didn't matter.
It was obvious she had absolutely no feelings for me.
At least, not in that way.
And the worst thing is, she was telling me nicely to back off.
It would have been better if she had just shouted.
At least I'll have something to hold against her.
She's perfect, a voice nagged in my head.
Duh. She's the Lucy Carlyle.
No matter what she did, she was perfect.
I'll stop talking about her greatness, since I'd never stop.
Instead, I'll focus on what's happening.
I closed her door silently and walked into my own room.
For days, I haven't even thought of work.
Just Lucy.
As always.
It was like we were starting over again, except she had a bad first impression of me this time.
I was going to do anything to win her back.
I was going to get my Lucy Carlyle.
The only thing I haven't thought of is how hard it would be.
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Starting Over (Lockwood & Co Fanfiction)
Fiksi Penggemar(THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO GEORGE & HIS DOUGHNUTS. YOU WONT GET THIS IF YOU DON'T READ THAT, SO YEAH.) Anthony Lockwood is in agony. He was happily dating and finally engaged to the love of his life, Lucy Carlyle. Now, she doesn't even remember him. She...