King of Hearts ≫ teen fiction

eighteen

A N A S T A S I A ;

My heart quickened pace and my head throbbed and pounded.

I felt numb and my lips melted into his. The feeling was indescribable.

He deepened the kissed as I laced my fingers through his hair.

His kiss sent shivers of electricity throughout my body.

I pulled away, both of us out of air before resting my forehead upon his.

I bit my lip to stop a smile from engaging my lips.

"That was-" he stopped to breathe for a moment. "Something."

I hesitantly pulled away completely and stared about the window.

I felt sheilded. I didn't want to undergo the same pain I felt years ago.

I wanted to close myself off from the pain that for-seeked me.

"I'm scared." I blurted out. I pressed the palm of my hands to my mouth after the words escaped unknowingly.

I continued to avoid his gaze.

"Of what?" Alex's voice laced with confusion.

"Of falling in love." I whispered to myself.

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I grudged into the school building in an abnormal, closed off behavior.

I hardly ever made eye contact with anyone passing by.

I couldn't bring myself to.

I haven't talked to anyone since the previous night.

I told Alex that I needed time. And he seemed to understand.

Or so I thought.

But I was beginning to regret the decision since all we were, were distant.

We didn't bother to respond to eachothers messages so we stopped putting effort altogether.

And I hated it.

I got the same worried and confused looks from my two best-friends.

But I hadn't been able to bring myself to actually talk about it.

Although they knew just about everything about me.

I didn't- couldn't bring myself to. It was hard. As usual, I was dazed off when it came to class and lunch.

It was like I couldn't think straight. I didn't realize at the time, but I was slowly losing myself in the process.

Most importantly, I was losing the one thing that i held close to me.

I was losing the one thing that held me up despite my troubled past.

I was losing him. I was losing Alex. And that was what set me off the most.

I felt a cold, sticky substance on my back which caused me to snap out of my daze.

I yelped in surprise as the freezing liquid fell down my back.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry." The girls mouth was agape, clutching the empty soda can.

"It's fine." I forced a smile. I wasn't mad by no means.

Before she could apologize once more, I headed out the cafeteria and went straight to my locker for some clothes.

After changing out from the stalls, I disposed my wet clothes into my locker and snapped it shut.

I banged my head on the locker and sighed with my eyes closed.

Why'd I let myself fall this hard?

I felt numb and sick. Memories and flashbacks of the kiss flooded back to me, which caused a pain in my chest.

I huffed a weak sigh before feeling light headed and nauseous.

But I shook it off and ajusted the strap of my book bag.

The bell had rung and students filed out of the class rooms desperately.

I took it as a sign too, to head for my next class.

I trudged for my lesson, only to catch a glimspse of Alex.

The sight of him made my chest churn and my heart race.

What was happening to me?

He was currently talking to the teacher. A few moments of me staring, he turned the opposite direction, only to fall into my gaze.

My face heated up nervously and my hands began to feel clammy.

His face appeared grim from afar. He glared a few seconds before swiftly gauging to his class, not sparing a glance behind him.

I felt a pinge of disappointment. Not only that, I felt hurt. He was definately avoiding me.

I didn't blame him. I practically ruined every chance I had with him.

The chances I was too blind to see only because one stupid priority I had with myself.

The one where I never hoped to fall in love again.

And that's all how it went wrong.

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Again, it's very short and horrible but I'm slowly running out of ideas and my mind is blank. Gurrr. But nonetheless, I hoped you liked it anyway :))