Saving Aliyah (editing)

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-Alastair Diaz-

Fuck.

This isn't supposed to be happening, we aren't supposed to be getting close, I'm not supposed to be getting close to her.

but her lips, they were so soft, so sweet, she tasted good, the way she moaned.

I can't think of that, I'm risking her, I'm hurting her, I can't believe I made her leave, all I wanted was to keep kissing her, pushing her onto my desk, kiss her until we needed air.

I can't avoid her, I just can't, and now she knows more about? Something I don't tell anyone. I don't care what Marcus did, I didn't.

But she listened to me

I run a hand over my face, rubbing my eyes. Her smile, her giggle, it was all too perfect, she was too perfect for such a messed up life.

I've been thinking about our kiss for hours, it's one in the morning, I get up and go check on her

Knocking on her door, no answer, I open it anyways, finding her laying in her bed asleep, I walk towards her.

Tears. Dried tears stains.

I crouch down to her level, wiping them away, her eyes open, fear.

"Wh-what are you doing?" She asks "wiping your tears away." I murmured "I didn't mean to make you cry, amore." I tell her

Aliyah sits up "you didn't.." she tells me "why were you?" I asked "nothing, doesn't matter." She tells me

I nod my head "I'll let you go back to sleep-" she shook her head "stay, please." Her eyes soft

I nod my head, walking to the other side, I'll stay until she falls asleep, that's it. I have work I need to finish.

"You won't run out on me now, right?" She smiles softly, I shake my head, she nods.

Aliyah lays her head on the pillow, facing towards me, I rest my head on my arm, looking at the ceiling.

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I feel a weight on me, my eyes opened, I didn't realize I fell asleep, I shut my eyes tightly, going to get up.

Then I feel someone shifting, I look down seeing Aliyah laying on top of me. When the fuck did this happen.

Her head rest on my chest, her leg draped over my hip, I stifle a groan when that leg moves.

I look at the clock, it was late, really fucking late, I needed to go to work "Aliyah.." I say, she hums "you need to wake up." I say, she hums again.

"Why?" She questions, her eyes still closed "I have work" I say "what time is it.." she asks "one thirty in the afternoon."

That gets her to wake up, "I've never slept this late-" she says, she's now straddling me.

"Aliyah.." I say lowly, she stares confused, I look down to where she's sitting, so does she.

Her eyes widen, then scrambles off of me "I'm so sorry-" she rushes out, I nod my head slowly.

Cold shower it is.

I leave her room to go get ready for work.

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I go downstairs after finishing getting ready, seeing Aliyah in the kitchen, leaning over the counter on her phone.

Not once have I stopped thinking about this morning, and right now the way she's leaning over the counter wasn't helping.