-Gabriella's POV:-
"Gabriella, I like you. I like you a lot"
Gasping quietly I feel my cheeks heat up and Goosebumps encase my skin.
"w-what?"
"Look, for a while now I've felt like this. Last time I acted on how I felt I was rejected and well you know what happened yourself. This time, not only me but you need this. I know you like me. I'm not boasting but I've seen it in your eyes. The kiss we've just shared? I still feel the tingly feeling on my lips. You're still flustered. I need you like you need me. I'm sorry if you think you don't but you do! That kiss proved it. It's caused my feelings for you to grow and now I want you. To myself. To claim you as mine. Because you know what? You are mine. I'm in love with you. I'm not just saying that for just but I have this strongly feeling of love towards you that I can't stop denying anymore. I have since I met you and now I need you to go on. I thought I didn't because you rejected me but n-"
Pushing my lips on his I prevent him from talking anymore and just as I was about to move away he pulls me closer and attacks my lips with his soft enticing one. After a few more minutes of his bruising yet warming kiss I pull back gasping for breath.
"Jesus Daniel! You shouldn't talk so much at once. I thought you were going to blow up!" I giggle back at him whilst blushing profusely.
Wrapping his arms around my waist he pulls me closer.
"What can I say babe, you do this to me" winking out me he places a soft kiss to my cheeks and grins.
"So what do you say?" he asks timidly whilst holding me tighter.
"About what?" I ask clueless whilst looking at him confused.
"Really?" shaking his head he laughs and I feel my confusion grow.
"I mean about us silly"
Oh...
OH...
"Well?" he asks with a brow raised.
Detaching myself from his he looks at me warily.
"It's been a long day..." I whisper out knowing he'd feel rejected.
But there's so much going on and I need time to think and process everything.
"Right" a firm and scary looks masks his features and he pushes me away and stomps out of my room.
Whimpering I try calling for him but he's already in his room.
I have a horrible past which makes me feel dirty.
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Love That Hurts
RomanceWas i born on to this world to be beaten and abused? Was i born on to this world to be beaten and abused by my loved ones? Was i born on to this world to be beaten and abused by my parents? Being abused is a fatal position for one to be in. It fee...
