A story where an 18 year old innocent girl that works at a small library in the middle of town bumps into a 25 year old man. But he wasn't just any man, this man was Zuko Grey , the most powerful man in the world. When Zuko the supposed 'heartless k...
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"Violet, blue green, red to keep me out, i win. There's things i wanna say to you but i'll just let you live, like if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first whoever did. There's thing i wanna talk about but better not to give but if you hold me without hurting me you'll be the first whoever did. Hold me, love me, Touch me, Help me."
-Cinnamon Girl by Lana Del Ray
I wake up in a drowsy state as i feel my phone buzz under my pillow, i'm glad i always have my phone on silent because otherwise jack would fine out i have one and god knows what he's do if he found out about it.
"Zuko?" i ask as i look down at the caller id before i check the time 2:47am
"Hi Amore" I can physically hear him smiling- well probably smirking because he doesn't really smile. Like ever.
"Is everything okay? you aren't hurt are you?" i ask worried that he might've gotten hurt or something bad might have happened to him
"No, i just wanted to hear your pretty voice" he whispers lowly as if he'll kill me if he talks too loud. I still feel my face heat at his words though.
"You called me at 2:50am just to hear my voice? why?" i ask curious as to why he would go out of his way to do that, when we've only known each other for a short period of time.
"You act as if its criminal to call someone just to hear their voice. Can i not call you just to hear your pretty voice?" I know he can tell i'm blushing when he says that because he keeps teasing me by saying it
"W-well- y'know, i'm not used to someone calling me at this time just to hear my voice" i stutter stupidly stop stuttering he'll think your stupid i tell myself he wont want to talk to you anymore if you keep doing that.
"Well then get used to it and also considering you're on the phone already, do you want to go get food with me Amore?" he asks as i hear a car door shut behind him indicating he just got in his car
"N-now?" I punch myself for stuttering when i don't mean it. i want to be one of those girls who can talk freely without feeling like someone is judging her for everything she does.
He lets out a deep chuckle before answering "yes, my love, now. if you're not to tired of course"
"I'm not tired" i answer a little too quickly "i mean i'm not very tired right now if that's what you're asking" my face floods red with embarrassment again.
"Well would you like to then?" he asks
"I don't know how i'd even get out of the house unnoticed" i reply, biting my nails anxiously while i think about what might happen if i got caught sneaking out.
"You don't have to baby, i was just wondering if you wanted to" he tries to comfort me
