What was he doing? He was Emmet. He was hugging me? But, no- no, no, no. It was all wrong. Emmet and Clare are suppose to be together. Clare and Emmet. Not Emmet and Alex, Alex and Emmet.
Before I could pull away, he pulled me closer. He leaned in forward and I felt the heat on my lips before I knew what was happening. That was wrong, but why did it feel so right? In that moment, our skin touching skin, lips against lips, his hands in my hair. My hands on him.
That was definitely wrong. Or was it?
But it ended too soon.
YOU ARE READING
Dying love.
Romancewell ALex- a normal 15 yeah old girl- finds a note on a fallen tree, her life turns upside down. she traces her steps back to the glowing embers of the fire she left; but on the way she finds a dying boy. what can alex do? can she save him?
