She wasn't like anyone else I met,she was different,stubborn but God I loved her and everything that came along with loving her
I loved the way she laughed,the way she smiled and gave into me after being upset over something stupid we had argued about.
The way her lips moved over my tattoos or the way her lips parted and face scrunched up with pleasure as she moaned "calum"
I loved everything ....every little trace of her...
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Violet loved to take long drives in the rain while playing her slow music and i enjoyed to accompany her and watch her from the driver seat as she got lost in the falling raindrops hat landed on the window as if going into some sort of trance
I drove ,not going anywhere specific until i spotted an empty lot and parked
"Hey why'd we stop?" She asked as she un-bundled herself from her fetal position she had been in as she looked out the window
Her long eyelashes fluttered as she moved her dark hair out her face
"We've been driving for a while,just figured we'd stop for a bit" I spoke as I smiled over at her
She smiled at me and leaned over kissing me quickly
Her lips were plump and tasted of mint and the last cigarette we both shared before we started our spontaneous journey into this weather
She tugged the hair at he nape of my neck deepening the kiss
"I say we take this to the back seat?" She whispered as the music lowly played mixed with the sound of the rain hitting the car
I smirked and she giggled as she climbed to the back and I followed behind climbing to the back of the car as well
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We lay in the back,I got the spare blanket I always kept in the back and pulled it over us as she lay close to me due to the lack of space We had
She traced my tattoos with her finger as I rubbed circles into her Lower back,kissing her temple every so often just enjoying the different sounds combined..
I enjoyed her body pressed close to me,I wanted it to be like this forever
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Don't save her,Love her |Calum Hood
Fanfiction“Love is like a cigarette - temporary, but worthless if kept unlit”