Fallon

Chapter 9: Hollow

His arms wrapped around my small curvy frame holding me close. Our warm bodies fit together perfectly as we laid on my bed, looking at the wall. The light from the window reflected off a crystal dove i had on my nightstand. I watched as it seemed to dance throughout my room. We laughed at the sight of it. It was like cloud watching. The lights made different shapes. One section looked like trees, while another took the form of mountains. Each one made us giggle a little more. There was peace in his arms. They had become my permanent placeholder. I turned my body slightly to see him smile. His kind eyes Locked on mine as he leaned in, kissing my forehead.
"You perfection in human form. A source of  peace in the chaos." I mean I wouldn't go that far. His soft skin caressed mine as he rubbed my back, sending shockwaves up my spine. Every time we touched it was like electricity through my veins. Chill bumps over took my arms as he continued to show love. I couldn't believe i had gotten so lucky. Moving my body i turned to face him. My hazel eyes caught the light from my dove as he brushed my hair away from my face. We smiled. This moment couldn't get anymore perfect.
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I awoke to the stark sound of my alarm letting me know it was 9 AM. I groaned as I greeted the morning by stretching my body and swinging my feet over the side of my bed. My steps were gliding across the floor almost making me slip. I opened my mahogany dresser to find A knitted black crop top, and dark wash denim shorts that came about half way down my thigh. Swinging open my bathroom door, I laid my clothes on the top of the toilet. I grabbed my Heather grey bath sheet and laid it on the counter. The water poured from the fixture as i adjusted the temperature, making it boiling hot. Thoughts of last night lingered on my skin as i stepped into the shower. In no way did i want to wash away these memories.

For a moment i watched the water trickle down my face, smiling with each memory of his lips on mine. I rubbed the hair behind my head leaning back to fully soak it. Water started flowing down my chest giving me goosebumps. I lathered vanilla and cedar wood shampoo into my hair. It smelled like a marshmallow roasting in a campfire. The shampoo tickled my body as i rinsed it thoroughly. I grabbed my loofa scrubbing my body with a shea butter wash. Thoughts of his hand brushing mine entered my mind. The water turned cool as i lost track of my thoughts. I turned the water off, and stepped out of the tub.

Turning on the faucet i grabbed my teal colored toothbrush, and squeezed some Colgate toothpaste on it. I brushed my teeth and tongue as hard as i could to rid it of bacteria and germs. I wiped the mirror clear. Bits of makeup still stuck on my face even after i had washed it last night. I couldn't help but wonder if Tyler was thinking of me too. He had been, for lack of a better word, perfect and i craved it. His simple kindness went a long way with my history.

*bzz* *bzz*
Tyler: good morning gorgeous.

My cheeks grew hot as a smile overtook my face.

Me: Good morning Ty.

I exited my bathroom after wiping my face leaving a faint trail of water behind me. Shutting the door to my room i began getting dressed. I slipped my denim shorts on over my fitted boxer briefs. My shirt caressed my freshly washed skin as it went past my uncaged breasts. I Placed two simple braids in my hair, pulling out a couple strands to help soften my features.

Tyler: Can i see you today?
Me: Wanna meet me at Coffee?
Tyler: yeah meet in 10.

I grabbed my designer backpack, heading out the door.
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Tylers bright smile met me at the entrance to Coffee. He opened the door almost curtsying as i walked through.
"Well thank you kind sir," I said snobbishly. He let out a chuckle. Grabbing my waist he pulled me closer as we walked. The counter had been fully restocked with goodies and small items. I scanned through the baked goods case trying to find something other than blueberry.
"Hey it's the tonster." Tyler held up finger guns as if pretending to shoot them. We could see the irritation on his face and we laughed.
"Tyler.. Traitor..." The sound of his voice was harsh. Normally his voice was soft and kind. Tony must've been upset about me not responding to his kiss yesterday. Honestly I didn't think he'd be thinking about me considering the intense face sucking he partook in last night.