Fix Me | L.H

We Pour Our Hearts Out

Before the sun had risen, I was in my own bed. Except, I hadn't slept since I left Luke's bed and made it a second mission to climb the tree back to my own room.

Instead, I let myself look at the ceiling, trying  not to let one single thought inside my head. I didn't want to think.

I didn't want to think about how safe I felt in Luke's bed and how empty I feel in my own, when it should be the opposite.

I didn't want to think about the real reason that I hadn't slept yet.

I wanted to be alert incase Luke had another nightmare. His expression tugged something deep in my heart and I didn't wish to see or feel that again.

I didn't know why I even worried.

The room was already lit with the morning sun, making it less possible for me to sleep. it was strange how I didn't feel a tiny bit sleepy. My eyes just felt heavy and wide open at the same time.

I looked over at my clock on my nightstand and it read 7:00 am. Seeming as to I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore and it was Sunday, I decided to change into my workout gear.

After eating a protein bar, and grabbing a water bottle, I went outside and plugged my earphones into my ipod.

The morning air felt cool on my skin and my cheeks felt a little numb from the contact.

There wasnt many people outside, and that was good. It was great.

I breathed in deeply and pressed play on my music. A remix of Habits started playing and it made me feel a little pumped.

I walked to a nearby park and started looked at the clear sky, admiring how blue it was. It almost reminded me of a pair of eyes that had been stuck at the back of my mind the whole night.

I started picking up pace and started jogging, enjoying the way the wind felt on my warm body and how when I breathed, it felt fresh and smelled of grass and trees.

It was not until my second lap that I heard a pair of footsteps behind me and I thought about going home because I was self conscious of my messy hair and flustered appearance.

Instead, I put my chest up high and kept going at my semi fast jogging pace. I wasn't going to look down how I did many times. I slowed my ragged breathing and took steady breathes that made my chest ache and my throat burn.

An arm wrapped around my arm, making me stop abruptly.

What the-

Understanding took over me when I got a look of who it was.

Before my hazel eyes made contact with his green ones, I could recognize the strong grip and those hands almost immediately.

The hands that pressed me to the hard wall while his rosy lips kissed my plum ones.

Even the thought made my cheeks feel hotter than they already felt.

I blinked in confusion when he finally spoke. "Why did you leave me?" His voice was strained and a little ragged from running probably.

Sweat trickled on his blond hair and pale skin.

Of course I was still mad at him and I wanted to turn away and tell him to never talk to me again, except there was an ache in my chest as I remembered his expression yesterday. How pained it looked and how It made me feel like I couldn't breathe.

"I thought I would let you sleep comfortably." I said instead. My lips were parted as I tried to calm my breathing. The air felt cool against my hot skin.