Sleeping with sirens- With Ears to see and eyes to hear
Chris P.O.V
Damn, i thought. I have to make a run for it. The more I stall, the more I give her time to get amped up and start chasing me.
"You, okay?" All I could do is nod. I really wasnt, my ass hurt like hell and I was stuck in the situation I was in. she started laughing so hard she started losing he breath. I guess her laugh was contagious because I couldnt help but laugh.
We were rolling on the grass holding our stomachs. If people were by theyll probably think what the fuck were smoking. I couldnt breath so I tried to stop. We stoped at the same time and it was completely silent. She still had a smile and her dimples were furiously showing. I couldnt help but smile again but this time at her.
i moved my hair out of my face so I had nothing blocking my vision. when I looked up at her, she reached for my guitar.
" I think I have a feeling this is yours." She all of sudden got shy and didnt look up. Im surprise yhat she didnt scream my name yet and make a huge scene. I reached for my guitar and accidently grazed her hands. She shivered enough to make it visible. She looked into my eyes and I did the same. It felt like we holded eachothers gaze for hours. I didnt notice that I was leaning in and just close enough to see the deep rich brown eyes she had. I stared pass her big eyes, to her perfectly shaped nose, and down to her plumped lips.
Then I heard a small gasp escape her pink lips. Oh, no.
"Your Christofer Drew!" Fuck! I turned to run but she quickly grabbed my wrist. Her touch made me feel like 10 million bolts were going through me.
"Dont go." I turned to face her.
"Why? So you can scream my name, say you love me when you dont even know me!" I let alk my frustration out on this innocent girl. Her face fell and she let go of my wrist. I didnt even know she held onto it. I wanted to apologize but I was so pissed, I couldnt form words in my mouth. I watched her silently. She didnt move or speak. I started wondering if she was breathing. I tried to lift her head up by my thumb but I felt a sharp blow to the right side of my face.
Toris P.O.V
"Dont let that fame go to your fucking head!" I watched as I saw Chris fall to the ground. My hand cried out in pain but I didnt care. I just punch Christofer Drew Ingle and it felt good. He disserved it yelling at me like im some type of scary bitch! I looked down to him and saw his eyes That'll teach him and my knuckle print was across his face.One thing that I hated is that when I get pissed I start to cry. I had to turn around so that he wouldnt see tears fall down my cheeks.
i ran towards my car and quickly searched for my keys. I struggled to unlock it, even though it was just a simple button. I finally sat in the drivers seat and slammed my door. My engine started and I rushed out of the park as fast as I could.
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Short chapter I know... but imah post another chapter in a couple minutes. :]
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