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-Y/n Pov-
Waitress-Alright, one Chicken Alfredo
Y- Thanks.
Waitress-So, are you sure there isn't anything I can get for you?
B- No. No, thank you beautiful i'm good.
She blushes.
Waitress- Let me know.
She walked off giving him a look, and I could tell she liked him. He even looked at her rear before ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ to me.
Y-You sure you don't wanna be having dinner with her? Or maybe the girl you were with that day in the parking lot?
He smiled at me scooting closer.
B-You're jealous?~
Y-Hm...You're really not gonna eat?
I squinted my eyes at him.
B-Answer my question.
Y-Does it matter?
B-It does if i'm doing it just so you can get jealous. Now ѕтσρ answering questions with questions.
Y-Answer мιηє.
I say, and he got my spoon, and took spoonful of my food.
B- Happy, Trouble? If you want me to єαт so bad, feed me.
I blushed, ѕнαкιηg my head, trying to ignore the growing ωєтηєѕѕ that is ρσσʅιηg вєтωєєη my ℓєgѕ right now.
So I change the subject.
Y- You gotta give me some answers.
B-Yes. No. To get to the other side...uh, 1.77245...
He knows that's not what I meant.
Y- I don't want to know what the square root of pi. You know what i'm talking about.
B- You knew that?
Y-Im not, dumb.. How did you know where I was?
B- I didn't.
He's just gonna keep lying.
Y-All right.
I get up, and he gяαввє∂ my wrist hard.
B-Don't ever, walk away from me, you hear me? Sit. Down.
He stared in my eyes, like he was searching for something, but I was tired of being told what to do.
Y-...I wanna go home-
B- Wait- ok, ok im sorry don't leave. Ρℓєαѕє, pretty girl? I'm sorry.
He didn't let me go until, I sat back down.
Y- Did you follow me?
B-I...I feel...very... protective of you. I can't stay away from you, it physically нυятѕ.
I don't even know how to ƒєєℓ about that. It just make my ¢σɾҽ, тняσв more.
Y- So you followed me.
B- I was trying to keep a distance, unless you needed my help, and then I heard what those low-lives were thinking. I had to find my car because I couldn't...
Y-Wait. You say you heard what they were thinking? So what, you... you read minds?
B- I can read every mind in this room apart from yours. There's...money...ѕєχ,..ᴅʀυɢs...love...BDƧM -
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Between Life & Death
FantasíaYou're a seventeen-year-old, who moves from ATL , to Portland, Oregon. Her life has been ordinary and dreary until she moved. Since then she has found herself growing an attachment to one person Jacob Skarsgard, a 237-year-old vampire frozen in his...
