[part 2 has the steamy part ;)] I rewrote parts of the story--------------------------------- --------------------------------------
The way he looks at everyone when you're talking to him it looks like he's looking deep into your soul with those nice blue eyes of his. Forever fascinated with those eyes, I can look at them forever. Don't even get me started at the nice Australian accent of his thats so nice and deep. He's like a cinema to me that I don't get tired of watching. We've known each other for a really long time, we met a few months before everyone knew who he was. The connection was always there, but we started off as friends with befits. He makes me feel safe, happy and loved. There's just one issue and its not him. My heart is split in half. I know I can't be in love with two people and I'm not because I know I love one way more than the other. Its just that they both make me feel different with one I get a type of love that consumes me, full of passion and adventure. The other is more of a thrill that I can't seem to get enough of.---------
Flashback 2 years ago
"You're so different from Simi, we're always fighting lately and its annoying as fuck." Abel confesses. In my head I start singing a certain song...
"As Taylor says "She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts... she wears high heels I wear sneakers" anyways it seems like she doesn't understand you all the time."
"I like your style more than I do hers" the conversation kind of dies down since he doesn't want to really answer as he just stares at me instead making me feel awkward.
"Abel you and me know everything about each other the chemistry has always been there, but does she know that you call me when she sleeps? Or the times we've made out drunkenly?
"I rather mess things up with her because I know she isn't the one for me. You don't deserve me right now at a time in which I know I'll mess up with infidelity or not having enough time for."
"If you're with the right person you wouldn't be thinking of messing up or not having enough time for them. I like you Abel like I actually have feelings for you for some reason you always make me laugh and I do the same for you, we talk about each others dreams and at times are flirty with each other. I know we kissed when we got drunk a few weeks ago and it lead to just touching each other, but they say a drunk persons actions or words are a sober persons thoughts or something like that. Im just saying this because I'm leaving and I won't see you for some time and at the moment my heart lies with you and I know yours does too. I can't be friends with you at the moment anymore... you should be with me, but I'll let you be because I know you're not ready for a fully committed relationship." I keep going back to that conversation I had with Abel a few days ago. I can't believe I actually told him that. Its been a couple of days and he hasn't even contacted me which is for the best, he's just at the peak of his fame with Starboy that's going to come out in a few months and I'm going to be away for a long time, taking time for myself before work and then for work.
Traveling the world has always been something I wanted to do so I had decided to do something adventurous before I have to go back to work on some special effects makeup that I was working on for a show that's going to come out on Netflix. Anyways there's only one place that I told myself I would never go to because of all the poisonous animals, but here I was in Sydney Australia. Walking where the water is just touching my ankles, because I was scared of swimming deep in the water. I was also deep in thought because I couldn't believe I was going to be working for a huge company like Netflix, but also because I shouldn't of came here alone. Everyone seems to be in couples or groups here, but I feel free with nobody here with me,
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That One Time (The Weeknd / Abel Tesfaye)
FanfictionDifferent imagines of Abel Tesfaye (The Weeknd) Each chapter is a different story unless it is continued from a previous one. All these chapters are fiction and do not have anything to do with real life. Short stories: Try Me (Part 1-4 completed) ...