Arabella Acacia Martin had been in love with him for as long as she could remember but it was her forbidden love. Why you may ask? He was her best friend's boyfriend.
After 5 years, they cross each other's path yet again. Are things going to change...
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Seven years ago
The sound of the vinyl filled my silent room with love and sorrow. I wasn't sad, I'd no reason to be. However, I'd grown up listening to these songs. I was lying on my back, staring at the ceiling mural my mother had gotten for me. mom never mentioned what was this piece called, she simply stated that it was just an acrylic design. it seems to soothe my nerves. every time I looked at it, my perspective of it kept changing.
The doorknob jiggled indicating that someone was at door. Must be asher. Mother and Father had gone out to dinner. The room was dark, the only light emanating was from the corners of the mural.
I tilt my head sideways towards the sound of the footsteps. I gasped at the figure standing beside my bed. It wasn't Asher. It was him. He slumped down on the bed and leaned against the headboard as if he belonged there. I mirror his position, too stunt to even ask anything.
None of us dared to break the silence until-
"What's it called?" He asked referring to the music from the vinyl.
" Starry night." I murmur.
"Are you sad?"
"No."
"Then why are you listening to something so saddening?" His voice is huskier than usual, and the sound of it hurts my chest a little.
"She sounds like she could really use the company," I whispered. His lips, look soft as a ranunculus. His scent's messes with my senses. His eyes are bloodshot and vulnerable, bearing the brunt of his pain. I just wanted to caress his face and rub the pain away.
Suddenly, he gripped my neck and pulled me gently towards him. Before I know it, his lips are on mine. I moan into his mouth. He bit my lower lip, and my slightly parted lips gave him an invite to his tongue to invade me. My hands were clutching his shoulders, and his hands were digging into my waist. I need more of this, more of him. My nails dig into his shoulders, exacerbating something in him to snap. As he deepens the kiss, the sweet and warm kiss becomes hungrier and greedier. He is swallowing me whole. I have never been kissed this way before. I have never been kissed at all. His was my first.
The next morning, I reached school a bit later than usual so that I could catch him in the parking lot. We needed to talk. What did this meet? Does this mean he wasn't going to ignore me anymore? Does this mean we were dating? I would be fine with being just friends. All I wanted was for him to be like he used to be. I flush at the memory of last night, his mouth on mine.
Kai parked his Bugatti in his secluded area. The windows were tinted unable for me look inside. He took his sweet time stepping out. Samantha hurried and sauntered towards him, clinging onto his arm. My breath hitched and the sight shatters my heart into dust.
