The uncertain hostage

Sorry, i was just a little zoned out

Issa's POV

What is happening to me?!?

I swear, i just spilled out all this lovey dovey shit to this girl. I don't do that kind of stuff!

But it's just her.

She's different. Very different.

It's her innocence that makes me want her. When she acts like she hates me for doing what i did, it only makes me want her more... like i can't have her.

I mean she's beautiful aswell. Her hair being long and wavy, the colour brunette with light brown highlights. I know this sounds gay and all but it makes me want to just run my fingers through it.

But her eyes though. Her eyes are such a unique kind of the colour hazel. The way her eyelashes look so long and full, when she looks up at me.

Damn.

I sound like such a gay boy.

I can't tell Joseph and the boys how i feel about her.

Man. Fuck this! Why does she have to make me feel this way.

Looking at her right now, i just want to grab hold of her curvy waist and wrap those long tanned legs around me.

I want to hold her close to me.

She is staring at me now.

Wow.

The way her spanish features stand out so much and her olive skin is glowing in the light.

I want her.

Oh shit she's still staring at me.

Now she's tilted her head to the side and is giving me a confused, questioning look.

Fuck! She saw me staring at her for time!

"Sorry, im was just a little zoned out."

i chuckled, letting out a long sigh of relief as she went back to having a normal expression on her face.

"I could tell. You seemed like you were thinking hard."

she spoke to me.

"I need to pop out for a while actually. Do you think you'll be fine here by yourself. Don't be shy to make yourself feel at home. Be comfortable."

I got up and made my way to the door, grabbing my coat from the coat rack next to the door.

"Errr... yeah. I think. How long are you going to be?"

She seemed hesitant to ask me this.

"Not long. About an hour or so. Alright... Bye."

I took a long pause,

"Take care."

I said to her.

"Bye.... you too."

She replied.

Once i was out the door, a slightly weird feeling gathered in my stomach.

I began to worry incase maybe everything that i said to her didn't mean a thing to her.

Maybe she thought i was saying it, just so it wouldn't seem like i was holding her hostage here.

But i wasn't.

I genuinely wanted her to stay.

Stay with me.

The thought of her getting away kept occupying my mind and it made me want to just slam my head against a brick wall.

It made me angry.

Wait. No. Not Angry.

Furious.

But also terrified.

Terrified that i would lose her.

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Apologies for the short chapter.

I think i want to include a song for this chapter. For some reason the song 'Slow Down' by Bobby Valentino came to my mind. So yeah... I remember listening to it all the time when i was slightly younger.

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Oh and let me know if you guys want more of Issa's povs. I enjoyed writing it but it is slightly difficult writing from a male's perspective.

Also, i hope you guys don't think that Issa is actually in love with Irena. I mean he is falling for her but not as much as i seem to have put it across. Sorry!

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