There's Always two sides to the story, what he wants and what she wants. When Alexander asked Irebella at first what she wanted she didn't know how to respond but after he reworded his sentence it occurred to her that not only did she want a lifestyle with the man she fall in love with but it also occurred to her that she never asked what he wanted. What if he didn't want anything like she did, what if every thing she had said made her sound crazy and unrealistic.. I mean personally she thought it was easy enough to understand after all she's just a girl.
( Irebella's POV )
Alexander and I locked eye contacted for a while before he leant in and kissed me on the lips pecking me at first then it formed into something else. I didn't pull away neither did he, that's where it all started. First came with a simple pecks on my lips which soon formed into messy make outs, then formed into two lovers in a kitchen with my hands around his neck to his hands on my waist.
His fingers were sprawled on my waist supporting me while I rolled my neck back when his kisses started trailing down the nape of my neck. The feeling was addicting, his hands on my waist, his lips on my neck and everything about him was addicting. I felt like I couldn't escape from his love, I felt trapped, in a cage that couldn't be unlocked but for some reason this moment wasn't something that I wanted to end but it had to when he was out of breath.
I noticed it took Alexander a moment to catch his breath, I watched as he leaned against the countertop putting all of his weight onto his right arm. He was slouched and looked me up and down before smirking. That's when I noticed Alexander was biting his lip, at first I was confused but that's when I felt a throbbing pain on my neck. I looked at the kitchen window to see my reflection. It was strange to see someone I couldn't recognise, when did I get this bruise, pondering the thought for a moment that's when I connected the dots. The smirk on his face, the neck kissing, the sharp pains, then it hit me. Alexander had given me a hickey. In other words my first ever love bight.
Alexander's smirk grew when I noticed that's when I decided I would confront him. " I can't believe you just did that, I cannot believe I just fall that trick of yours that you covered up with neck kissing and heavy breathing. No wonder it took you a moment to catch your breath. " Alexander smirked grew even wider, a flirty smile formed when he spoke. "Caught me in the act, what are you gonna do about it-"
Alexander was interrupted by the sensation of my lips pressing against his. Alexander gaze focused on me when we separate from each-other, our heads were centimeters apart but that didn't stop us. In that exact moment we both had the same intention.
Next thing I know I was lifted by him taken into the lounge room, soon I laid flat on my couch. He approached me with a smirk towering over me. His hands met mine interlocking above my head. He breathed heavily with every second that passed, his lips met mine and soon we were kissing like we used too.
Our kissing lasted until I noticed Alexander was yawning in between everything. First it was the odd yawn next it was to his eyes flickering as if he was falling asleep and that's when I realised did everything we talked about before hand tire him out. Alexander knew something was up when I pushed him carefully off me. I watched as he sit upright leaning on the couch edge looking down at me with not only a worried look but his eyes seemed tired.
" Irebella is everything okay, you kinda freaked out- " I cut off him sharply. " Enough worrying about me I'm worried about you Alexander, you always seem to save others but never be saved yourself. When we talked about what I wanted you listened and made it clear to yourself that's what our future would look like but it never occurred to me what you wanted. "
He looked at me stunned, pondering that sentence for at-least a minute until finally he responded.
" Irebella I'll be honest with you all I want is for you to be happy. "

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OCEAN EYES
RomanceTwo lovers Alexander and Irabella, were once known as the seas sweethearts now they no longer speak. One moment a photograph can be something you treasure the next it can be attached to a grave stone. " Lost at sea " they say, but for Alexander he n...