Rory

22

"I ran"

"I ran away the moment I turned 18"

I sucked in a sharp breath, and pulled my face out of her neck and wiping the tears off her face.

"Don't cry for me, my love. It's over now." I leaned back against the bed and hid her face in my chest, rubbing her back.

"That's when I started living in my car. While Dante had been my friend since the beginning of high school but he noticed something was wrong when I didn't attend school as much and didn't text him. I had been hiding away from my dad so I went to go visit Dante. And now i'm here in New York." I told her.

She nodded and I continued to play with her hair for a few minutes before I heard her breathing slow. I moved her hair a little and saw her eyes closed and heard soft snores coming from her. I smiled slightly and kissed her head.

I leaned back and grabbed the remote to watch a little tv while she slept.
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Rory started stirring awake after a few hours. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at me. She smiled and I leaned down and kissed her.

She tried to pull away after a second but I held onto the back of her neck. I deepened the kiss, squeezing the back of her neck to make her gasp and allow me to explore her mouth with my tongue.

I pulled back for a little air before crushing my mouth on hers again. I lifted her moved her so her back was on the bed and I was hovering over her. I never stopped kissing her until she banged on my chest to let her up for air.

I pulled away and both her and I were out of breath. Rory opened her eyes and kept looking down at my lips and back up to my eyes.

I couldn't resist anymore and kissed her again. I fisted her hair in my hand angled to get even more deeper into the kiss. She moaned against my mouth and lifted her hand to my hair.

I removed my hand from the back her neck and trailed it down to her waist. I kissed her until I felt like I would pass out and finally pulled away, putting my forehead against hers.

"Fuck" I let go of her hair and moved my hand down to her waist lifting her up. Rory squealed and wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I chuckled and brought her downstairs to the kitchen.

I set her down on the counter and stood between her legs. I was about to say something before she shook her head knowing what I was about to ask.

"You gotta eat" I told her moving a piece of hair out of her face.

"Okay, okay. Fine" She said before I started coming up with ways to convince her to eat.

"What do you want?" I asked knowing I wouldn't get an answer from her.

"I don't k- actually, I want tacos" She said with a bright smile.

I nodded and moved from between her legs to start cooking.