I'm CRAZY For You (Re-writing); Discontinued

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Sweet Nightmares

Dallas (18 years old)

A/N: Pic of Dallas above ⬆️ Enjoy!
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His smile sent shivers down my spine..

Those dark eyes that had no end, like a dark hole..

The hair that looks like it'll burn you if you touch it..

The pale skin that glistened in the sun..

The body that looked like it was specifically craved by angels..

The perfection of one man that sounded too good to be true. A man that haunts my dreams... A man that I haven't met before, but yet feels familiar. The feeling that sparks in me when he touches me. A single kiss that would make me feel dizzy.

His eyes were the most haunting thing of my dreams. The lust, and passion that burned into one little orb.

The laugh of a manic... A laugh that made fear to bubble at the pit of my stomach.

But yet...

We could never forget his smile...

I gasped as I sat up in my bed. With a birds nest for hair and my alarm clock beeping. My breathes were heavy and my heart was beating like a drum.

Sunlight beamed into my room through my purple curtains. I slammed my hand onto the snooze button on my alarm, silencing the little demon that interrupts my sleep.

I rubbed my tired eyes before lazily walking towards my dresser. After pulling out my work outfit, a plain red t-shirt, black jeans and black vans, I got dressed.

I work at a coffee shop that is 2 blocks from my uncles apartment. It's pretty boring but it gets me money. My best friend, Chloe, works with me, that's how we met. I usually tell her everything but I've never told her about my dreams that I've been having for the past month.

I actually haven't told anyone.. But I think it'll go away soon.

The feeling of him inside me, the soft kisses that are placed upon my neck. His gently hands caress my breasts. The pleasure that beams in me by his slow and steady thrusts. Soon his thrusts get more violent and rough, his nails claw my neck, causing blood to flow. My body stung as I squirmed under him.

His cold hand rested on my waist to hold me down. Soon enough his juices filled me. More love bites were placed on my chest and neck. He brought his face to mine. An evil smile was upon his face. His dark eyes beamed into mine, they were practically screaming that I was his, and only his.

I shook my head, trying to clear it from any thought of him.

Taking a big breathe, I calmed myself down a bit.

Walking out of my room, I found the apartment silent, as usual. Jim always comes home late and leaves early in the morning. A note was found on the kitchen table.