I'm taking her to a cliffside.
No, I'm not going to kill her.
I've set up the picnic, its almost right on the edge of the cliff leaving just enough room to ensure we don't go rolling off.
It looks.. nice.
I don't care for things like this, as along as she likes it that's all that matters.
I had to ask Alexander for help, not that he knew much or what to do, we fought for so long about what to do but then Isabelle walked in on us and suggested this.
For once she wasn't eyeing me out like she wants to kill me.
I've got to say, I'm grateful for her help.
I'm not too far from where we first kissed. It's a cliff with a woods behind us, yes those same woods. but there's an ocean below it, and I want here to experience peace. I want her to listen to the waves crashing against the rocks, count the stars in the sky and to be here with me.
Just me.
She's turning me soft, it needs to stop But I don't care if I turn soft for her.
She knows how I feel and I'm not holding back.
There's something about her, there's always been something about her, but I feel it more now. This feeling is all consuming and I cannot ignore it.
I walk through the woods and back to where I left my bike.
Time to go get her.
I turn it on and head back to the house.
It's been about a week now. I can't stop thinking about how fucking depressed she was for the days following it. Now she's just blatantly ignoring it.
She felt it all at one, she felt too much at once and now she feels nothing at all towards it.
Well now she doesn't allow herself to feel anyways towards it.
I hate that she overlooks her own pain.
I feel the wind push against my body as I speed down the road.
It's late and the sun will down soon. I need to get her here before it sets.
It doesn't take me too long to get to the house and when I do I'm rushing to the door and pushing it open without a pause. I walk up the stairs to her room and knock on it.
I hear something clatter from inside before she quickly opens the door.
She eyes me up and down taking in my appearance before her eyes settle on mine and she smiles leaning her head on the door.
I'm wearing loose black jeans and a white shirt.
Its my turn to look at her and I send a silent prayer to the gods for sending her to me.
She looks like a fucking angel.
Her big brown doe eyes keep me entranced. Her lips look absolutely delicious and her hair is almost reaching her waist.
She's wearing a black denim jacket that fits perfectly to the curves of her body and a skirt that bubbles at her thighs leaving her black boots to cover most of her leg.
She is a vision in black.
My little monster.
I let a smile light up my face and she visibly blushes.
"Hello Zayden" She says my name and I've decided that's my favourite sound in the world.
"Ariana, you look gorgeous as ever Маленький монстр" I drawl leaning over her and onto the frame of the door.
"Thanks" her blush deepens
"You ready?" I ask her and she nods
I ket her walk in front of me and I follow her down the stairs.
Can she go on the bike in heels and a skirt?
Those heels look deadly thin.
"Do you want to take the bike or the car"I ask her and she turns to me giving all her attention.
She furrows her brows as if its such a difficult question and answers.
"Bike" She smiles and walks out of the door.
Bike it is.
I let her start it up and her face lights up when she hears the familiar roar of a motor.
She steps over it and waits for me to get on but I hand her a helmet and she stares at me with wide eyes.
"Something wrong?" My heart quickens and I'm sudden worried
"My hair, I just straightened it" She groans annoyed that she needs to wear a helmet.
I calm down at hearing that and feel the need to laugh, but I don't.
Her hair, of course.
"Your hair looks beautiful regardless, I'm sure the helmet won't ruin it" I try to comfort her and she takes the helmet from my hand and I buckle it for her.
I jump onto my bike and she follows after me wrapping her hands around my back and coming up my chest.
I freeze at her touch then instantly relax.
She lays her head on my back and I start the drive up there.
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By the time we get there we're just in time for the sunset.
We're currently walking through the forest and I've got Ariana in my arms bridal style since she can't walk through the grass in the heels.
"If you would just put me down, I could walk" She crosses her arms around herself and whines.
This is all I've heard for the last three minutes. She's been arguing with me to let her walk the way there but I won't.
"You're just going to slow us down, were almost there" I grumble back
She huffs and rolls her eyes at me.
She elbows me in the chest and I pretend to let go of her only for her to yelp and claw onto me in fear.
This time I can't hold back my laugh as she looks at me with a look I can't decipher.
My chest vibrates with laughter and the noise echoes through the forest as we make our way through the opening and then her voice is joining mine and we're both laughing.
"Here we are" I smile at her and nod my head forward to get her to look and she does.
A gasp leaves her mouth as she leaves my arms and I lightly place her on the ground.
"Its stunning" She turns to me in awe
" I know" I agree admiring nothing but the woman in front of me.
I walk up beside her and take in the view.
The sky is painted different shades of orange and pink as the sun sets, the ocean reaches the sky reflecting the pastel colours.
It's all nothing compared to Ariana.
Nothing.
She walks over to the picnic and opens the basket and I walk over to her taking it out of her hands and setting it up as she stares at me with an intensity I can feel In my soul.
I don't know when I started filling the empty parts of my soul with her, but I can't stop anymore.
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Broken Constellation
Roman d'amour"blood on your hands they say- as though it stops there ; at your wrists, like a glove as though you could do all of this and there couldn't be a part of you that isn't stained or dripping" They say the loveliest angels make the cruelest demons an...
