𝕞𝕒𝕗𝕚𝕒 𝟚

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Heres part 2 hope you enjoy!
Warning: mention of blood and violence

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ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴠ:

I fluttered my eyes trying to get my vision clear again. As I saw his broad blurry figure stand over me.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING" he yelled over me as I layed on the cold concrete waiting for me to see clearly

When I finally could, I took the chance and swept my feet under his, tripping him over as feel with a big crash. As he was on the ground I struggled to help myself up grabbed onto the indents of the brick wall with my nails.

I heard him get back up and hoist me against the wall again with even more anger than before.

"Talk to me y/n" he said out of breath as his forehead started to look really sore from all the blood. I was breathing really heavily but not because I was out of breath. He glanced down at my cut lip, I licked it tasting the blood.

He looked at me with sorrowful eyes.

"I- I don't know" I stuttered with breathing heavily

I didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"I know we are enemys, I know are dad's are at 'war' with eachother, but I know one thing fore sure"

I gave in and looked up into his gorgeous eyes.

"You want me.." he said as he pressed his body against mine as I grunted in pain from my bruised body.

"You can't deny it y/n, I know you do"

I didn't say anything

"And I want you too"

My eyes started to swell..I could never have something with e/n. My dad will find out, his dad will find out and it will all be a mess.

"B-But I can't" I stuttered as water filled my eyes

"But you want to" he said calmly pushing his face closer to mine

I felt a tear drop down my cheek, I placed delicate hand on his chest as lightly pushed him away from as I made space between us and moved away from the wall.

I didn't come to talk about my situation with e/n I came here for a business trade. I need to leave. Now.

I stumbled back over to the door as I once again felt his grip on wrist, but this time it was light and gentle. I didn't have the energy to slap his hand away. As he pulled me back into his grasp as he placed his hand around my waist and and hovered his face very close to mine as ours noses touched.

We gazed into each others eyes for a while, until he looked down at my cut, sore lip. He lifted one his hands from my waist and stoked my lip with his thumb wiping some blood away. I didn't say anything but gawk at his beautiful eyes, I always get so lost in those iris.

He leaned in slowly and teased me by brushing his soft lips against mine, I smiled as I gave in and grabbed the back of his head so his lips can connect with mine.

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