"Oh Tay, I can't stop kissing you hard. I-I lov-" I said between kisses."Shh... baby, I know.." His lips were over mine like they were made for each other.
I was dreaming of our first kiss. After fighting 2 monthes as young teenagers.
We were locked together in a frightening room in an hotel when we went camping.
That camping We --me and him and only two other colleagues -- participated at for some purposes for our project as we were,fortunately, a team.I was crying and then;
"Don't be afraid Pert or Perr or whatever your name is." He said coldly.
"Don't you have any feeling! We are locked and we'll die, without a doubt!" God how could he be so cold? I didnt even know him and I wanted to punch him square in the face. I had been shouting for two hours for any help but without a damn use.
"No, we'll be fine, " He said calmly,
"How could you be so calm and rude at the same time? I hate the fucking moment that gathered us together!"He looked at me in a frightening way then said:
"You know you're so hot when you're angry?" His voice was enough to send chills down my spine.
I was about to throw a rude comment at him for being such a pervert, he stood up and towared easily over my small frame,
Putting his hands over my hair.I gathered my strentgh and pushed his hands away sending him a glare.
"Go to your place and leave me alone now!" I shouted as if fire hit me, he held both of his hands up in defense, "You're still cute. " He laughed out loud.
Motherfucker.
I didn't give any emotion back, just crying and trying to reach any signal for my mobile phone before it died..
"God we'll be here forever my phone's died! How could it get any worse than that!" I cried out in frustration.
"Come here sexy, I don't like you but I'm gonna help you go out." How could he be so calm in a situation like this?
"Fuck you! You can solve it and you didn't do it till now! Hate you to the moon and back!"
"Can you shut your pretty little mouth and let me think.."
That was enough to shut me up.
We stayed in complete silence for nearly two hours; him being the smart-ass and thinking how we get out of this shitty hotel, and me being me; sitting their crying like a helpless deer.
Then suddenly he approached me when I was about to die from fear.
"Hush sweety I swear everything will be okay, I'm with you." He smiled.
Is he a bi-polar?
Well, at least that was the first good thing that came out from his kissable lips.
He pulled me to his lap, I didn't resist or open my mouth, I just felt something I haven't felt before.. I felt safe in his arms, I shut my eyes and slept deeply; clinging into his t-shirt.
An hour later, I woke up and felt strong, firm but gentle hands tugging me by my waist, I opened my eyes and saw the most angelic face, I studied his handsome features then my eyes trailed down his body and God! He was shirtless! Him
Being shirtless sleeping by my side made me stare at him, my hands fighting to be all over him, I've never been held this way before..
YOU ARE READING
About a sociopath.
ParanormalIf you try to take what is already mine, Im gonna kick your ass, kill you then send your soul to Hell with me. Im a sociopath who loves a serial killer. Enjoy reading!