Love is not finding someone to live with, it's finding someone you cannot live without.
Kiara Wilder
A normal high school girl. Wanting to complete her high school with some baggage from the past. She is happy with her twin and best friend by her s...
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I woke up gasping for air. Sweat trickled down my forehead. I pushed myself resting my back on the headboard of the bed. Placing my head on my knees which were very close to my chest I took a deep breath. I knew he wasn't here. I knew he couldn't hurt me. Not Anymore.
But why? Why then did I not feel safe? Why did the memory still disturb me to my core? I took in a few deep breaths and wiped the sweat off my forehead. I searched for my phone and looked at the time. 3 am. I sighed. I can't call Kyle and tell him now. I will have to wait until tomorrow.
The rain was still falling heavily and I could feel the thunder that was going to follow. I immediately closed my eyes, swiftly placing my hands over my ears. When there was a thunder. My door opened and a tall figure stood there. I couldn't recognize him due to the lack of light in the room.
He walked closer and then I was met with the familiar green eyes. I heard him sigh and he moved closer to me. "Why didn't you wake me up?" he asked sitting on the bed beside me. "It's 3 am, Ash. Why would I wake you up?" I asked still crouching on the bed. "Fu*king idiot," he muttered.
Before he pulled me close to him. I immediately pulled back. "You are hurt!" I said to him. He just glared at me before pulling me close to him. There was a rumble of thunder and I immediately put my arms around his neck, not caring if it hurt him anymore. My eyes were closed my head resting perfectly between his shoulder and his neck.
The smell of vanilla hit me. Shivers ran down my spine. Goosebumps on my hands with an unsettling feeling in my stomach. I felt his hand stroking my head while his other hand rested on my back holding me close.
I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was staring at the ceiling I grabbed his face and turned it to look at me. His eyes met mine and all I could see was a softness. Hurt?
His hand moved from my head to my neck bringing me close. My hand was on his sharp jaw. My eyes are still on his. My face slowly being brought to close his. My heart was beating at an abnormal rate. His eyes fell on my lips and mine on his. Our faces are just an inch away from each other.
My breath became uneven. "Asher," it was a mere whisper I don't even know if it was audible or just in my head. "Angel," he whispered back. Our lips almost touching. The way he said that name. I moved forward. For the first time, I was going to make the first move.
I felt safe with him. This close to him. It felt like home. I would never be in danger. He would always protect me. Just as our lips were about to touch there was a thunder again and I closed my eyes burying my face in his chest.
But this time he didn't hug me. I looked back up at him to see his eyes distant. To see him regret it. He quickly got up from the bed. "Ash," I whispered loud enough for him to stop. "Stay away from me, Kiara," he said without looking at me and walked out. At sat there on the bed confused, frustrated, and Hurt.
What just happened? Was I going to Kiss him?! It was just a spur of the moment. Right? I held my head. Great! Now I have confused feelings for him! Do I? I just need rest. I am overthinking again. Yeah, that's all. I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. Immediately going to sleep. I needed to rest.
