Her Hoodie

Chapter 8

Song of the chapter:
Tinashe-  cold sweat
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"I wish I could record my dreams, and watch them later"
-Anon

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Lana's POV

I gripped my bag tighter as I walked through the moonlit driveway as my shadow followed me in tow, the sound of an owl hooting in the distance reached my ears as a sudden cold chill sent shivers down my spine.

My eyes scanned around the long driveway, tears pricking my eyes as the cold wind caressed my face in a comforting way. I sheepishly rubbed the tears from my eyes as a whimper escaped through my lips.

I'm so stupid

Why did I leave

My mind was drifting back and forth as I was now regretting leaving in the first place. I wanted to scream, cry, punch a wall, my hands were craving to do something. I was battling with my emotions that were bringing tears to my eyes.

Feet clicking, heart beating faster I thought of a rational excuse as to why I was visiting at this hour, my mind was racing as my memories of sadness were blocking the road to my thoughts.

I let out a laboured sigh as I neared the mansion, nervously rubbing my sweaty hands off my hoodie.

Air quickly left my lungs as my heart skipped a beat when I noticed his dark silhouette in the distance leaning against the brick wall.

Well shït

I started to walk slower towards him as anxiety was bubbling in the pit of my stomach like unwanted butterfly's, yet no matter how much I slowed down time seemed to go faster as in only a few minutes I was in arm length from him.

We didn't move nor did we say one single word to each other as we stared deep into each others eyes. My gaze wavered as I started to scan his face noticing how tired he looked, knowing this was because of me.

"You look like shit" he breathed out a chuckle as he pulled me into his arms.

I snorted while punching him in the gut, he really knows how to make a girl feel better.

"Why thank you" I said wiping the dry tears from my eyes with the edge of my sleeve.

We stayed in this position for a while, his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him as I wrapped my arms around his torso my head leaning on his chest as I inhaled his scent.

"Are...are you smelling me?" He said

"Yes...problem?" I retorted cocking an eyebrow at him.

He shook his head chuckling quietly before laying a soft kiss on my covered temple.

"Come on bambino" he said.

A frown made its way onto my face when he let go of me as I liked this contact with him, it made me feel warm which was unusual.

Maybe I even liked him..

I shook the idea from my head feeling my ears turn red from embarrassment.