Fated

Chapter 1

GRACE'S POV

He takes a step closer to me, the type of step a predator takes towards its prey. As he inches closer to me, I stumble backwards until my back meets the wall. His front presses against mine, and my eyes widen at how affected he is from me. He forcefully grabs my chin and tilts my head up so that I look up at him in the eyes.

His darkened eyes are asking a silent question that I know the answer to. The answer resulting in things I have imagined far too much. I nod my head, and he smirks in response.

He leans in slowly, as I close my eyes. God I've been waiting to kiss him for so long. I feel his hot breath spread across my face and seep through my nostrols as he leans down closer to my face, and I breath in his scent; the scent that is just simply him.

His lips brush mine, but the gentleness is soon replaced by unharnessed lust. I immediately react to him, and he kisses me harshly, like he needs this, needs me. Like I'm the only water left on Earth and he's dehydrated. He drinks me up, and I sink into his body, wanting more. More of him.

He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging onto his stomach while I rest my head in the crook of his neck, breathing him in.

He carries me somewhere---I don't bother to open my eyes right now, I'm too lost in just him---and then and stops suddenly and tilts my chin up, forcing me to look him in the eyes. They're dark, and full of pure want.

Then he kisses me, with the same intensity as a second ago. I moan into the kiss. This is the best feeling ever.

"Mmm. Grace..." he says against my lips.

I wake up panting, with a sweat on my forehead, making my hair stick onto me like I just came back from a long run. What the hell was that? Did I really just have a sex dream? With Colton? My ex-friend Colton?

Oh my god, this is gonna stick with me for the rest of my life. I'm never going to be able to look at him the same again. I groan as I let my head fall into my hands. What is wrong with me? I've never thought of him that way, and suddenly, a sex dream?? Like what the hell.

Suddenly my alarm goes off, and I smack my hand down on the clock/alarm, pressing the "stop" button in the process.

I roll over onto my stomach, and press a pillow on top of my head. After I scream into my bed for a solid minute or so, I decide that I've gotton at least some of my anger out and pull myself out of bed slugishly.

I stretch my back, and yawn. This is going to be a great last day of school. Just amazing.

I make my way out of my room and down the hall to the bathroom. When I see my reflection in the mirror, I internally scream. My hair looks like a lion's mane, and I have smudges of make-up all over my face that I didn't bother to wash off last night.

Before I went to bed yesterday, I was working on a project that had to be turned in by 12:00 a.m., a project that I was already late turning in; it was due 2 days ago. Luckily, my oh-so-sweet teacher gave me one more day to complete it, since I had completely forgotten about it.

I run back to my room and grab some random clothes from my dresser, and then go back to the bathroom to take a shower. I had to wash my hair too, so my shower was a little longer than usual. I probably won't be able to grab breakfast before I have to leave.

Once I'm done putting on some light make-up and blow drying and straightening my auburn hair, while curling the ends, I look back into the mirror, and it's like I'm a completely different person than I was just an hour ago. I'm wearing ripped jeans with a white crop top and a flannel shirt unbuttoned and over top. For a minute, I almost feel hot. Like, maybe, just maybe, some guy would want to go out with me.