My head was planted into his chest, I sniffled slightly as I smelt his aftershave. It made me feel a little better.
My head resting on his chest, while he kept his arms wrapped around me, gave me the impression of safety and security. The soothing scent of his aftershave was also a comforting thing to take in, especially in my overwhelmed mental state right now. I could hear his heartbeat as his arms remained on me and I could feel how tightly they held me, his heartbeat seemed to provide me with some sort of comfort during this difficult moment.
He continued holding me, his arms still wrapped around me. He gently rubbed and scratched the back of my neck, trying to give me a little relief. He kept his eyes on me and made me feel as secure as possible. I could rest my head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat and feeling his warmth next to me was comforting. He also rubbed the back of my neck some more while continuing to hold me, making me feel safer and more secure.
"I feel a little bit better," I said gently.
"I'm glad." He said gently as he remained holding me in his arms. He gently rubbed the back of my neck again and he continued holding me.
"Do you want to talk about it? Did something trigger you to panic like that?"
"I don't know what happened, I just felt weird."
He heard the word "weird" and he thought about it for a moment. His mind was racing with a lot of thoughts, but he couldn't come up with any possible reason as to why I suddenly started feeling weird. But what he knew was that I was still shaking and that I was still crying, and he knew that I needed to calm down. As his mind raced, he held me as close as he could to his chest, and he continued to speak in a gentle tone.
I felt a sense of relief coming back, I no longer felt like I was in danger. I was starting to return to normal now, I no longer felt that intense negative energy inside me, and I wasn't trembling anymore. I just wanted to close my eyes and rest while I was here in the safety of his arms. I felt his strong arms holding me in a comforting hug, I also heard his heart beating, it was a soothing rhythm that was also comforting. I didn't want to feel that fear anymore, I just wanted to be close to him.
His arms continued to remain wrapped gently around me, I continued resting my head against his chest and I could feel and hear every beat of his heart. He continued rubbing the back of my neck, while also keeping his free hand on my back and my hips. The gentle rubbing from him and the warmth of his body gave me a feeling of peace and comfort. He gave me a slight and soft kiss on top of my head.
He pulled his head back from my head, still holding me in his arms with both his arms wrapped around me tightly. I closed my eyes, and the peace and comfort I was feeling allowed me to relax into him, my body and mind were slowly settling down. When I closed my eyes, I could see Harrow sitting in front of me, resting against the wall of our house. I felt safe, and I knew he was there to protect me and comfort me. I started to feel sleepy.
He softly and gently ran his hand through my hair, while holding me as close to him as he could. His heart beating softly and his breathing remained calm, it all seemed to comfort me. His hand continued to gently run through my hair for a few more minutes before he leaned forward and moved my hair slightly out of the way. His face was now directly in front of me, and both of us made eye contact once again.
He let go of me and he gently grabbed my shoulders again. He placed his hands back on mine and kept his head against mine as he looked at me. I looked at him, and a feeling of reassurance and comfort washed over me, he smiled at me, trying to make me smile back. I could feel myself melt a little bit as if I was being hypnotized by him. His handsome looks and his gentle demeanour were making me calm.
I looked up at him, my hands placed on his chest. I didn't know if I was rushing something but I wanted Isaaq to be my boyfriend... Even though, he was so much older than me. But, age really doesn't matter. I spoke quietly. "I want... I really want us to be official..."
He heard me ask that and he got taken off guard. His grip on my shoulders tightened a bit, and he looked at me. He looked like he really wanted to say "yes" to me, yet at the same time, he looked like he was concerned. He took a deep breath and he smiled at me, he really liked me and now that he saw that I also liked him, he felt a bit happy.
"I want that too." He said softly, in a soothing manner.
"Very much so."
My reaction was delightful, I smiled sweetly whilst looking into his blue eyes. "Really?"
He smiled back at me and then nodded before giving me a light and gentle kiss on the forehead.
"I'm really proud of you honey, it took a lot of courage for you to tell me." He said in a sincere tone as he rested his hands on my shoulders. It was clear he was touched by my confession, and he felt relieved that I was comfortable in his arms.
"I really want to be with you, Aella. You're so beautiful and your heart is so warm, I feel so lucky to be able to be with someone like you." He softly smiled as he held me closer to his body and rested his head on mine.
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Wicked Souls
Teen FictionAella Ramirez is going through a hard time with mental health due to her Mom not loving her because she's just like her father, so instead her mom throws her into a Mental Hospital from the family. Aella goes through Depression and Anxiety plus the...