❝Goddammit! I hate you! I hate you and your dumb voice! and your stupid muscles and your awfully attractive face!❞
❝You think I'm attractive?❞
❝Fuck no!❞
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Dangerous, wild and rebellious.
Calm, cool and collected.
Darya just wan...
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Fuck I like her.
There I said it.
When she looked up at me with teary eyes, I almost fell to my knees, but, when her lips wobbled and tears spilled down her cheeks, I knew right then and there that anything this girl asks for from me, I'll definitely be giving it to her.
I've seen Petrov angry— literally mad at me—seen her happy and excited, but seeing her crying? seeing her in fucking tears is what gets me.
That was why I found myself searching the lake all night for the necklace. My shirt and trousers were dripping wet, fucking drenched as I tried, and prayed for a miracle.
Seconds turned to minutes, then minutes to five fucking hours. That sums up the type of person I am, and when I was dropping the necklace carefully in front of her tent, after drying and making sure it didn't break or anything, I realized I was gone. Completely done for. My girl has me wrapped under her finger and she has absolutely no idea the power she has over me.
I pause. My girl? Ethan, get a fucking grip over yourself. What the hell has gotten over me for fucks sake? I'm acting like a lovesick teenager who just had his first crush.
But deep down, deep down, I know what I was feeling towards her wasn't something that's just platonic, because fuck platonic, give me every catastrophic feelings out there.
Call me crazed or what I feel for her madness, I know I shouldn't like her or even being close to love her but I am a man obsessed with a woman I know I can't have. Some might find it pathetic or weird but to me? this is devotion.
I sigh as I pour my instant coffee into a small mug, finally realizing I've liked her for a while now but I've been too stubborn to acknowledge it.
Fuck. My chest hurts. Is this how one sided affection to someone feels?
Pouring water into the mug, I sniffle, rubbing my chest, a weak attempt to rub away the ache that I didn't even register the door to the cabin open and close.
"You found your necklace?" Kai voice flows from behind me and I visibly stiffen which makes me curse under my breath.
"Yeah..." she trails off and I cough.
Fuck.
I'm down with a cold.
"Where?" Kai continues, and I turn around as cool as I could, settling on my poker face.
I find her watching me already, hazel eyes assessing me before moving back to look at Kai.
"Close to the tent." she replies and her eyes land on me, squinting as if she could see right through me while i just lean against the counter, keeping my eyes on her over the rim of the mug as I drink my coffee.
"And here we where thinking it fell into the water." Chanel pipes up happily, snuggling deeper into Kai's chest and I hold back my scoff.
Ever since Kai confessed his feelings to Chanel at the halloween party, they've been inseparable. It's a wonder how they even remember we exist out of their little bubble.
