The Girl who wears Sweater

Fourty five / The curious boy

*** Some little *whispers* hawt/cute scenes.

I've already put on a doctor mask in case she's scared of me spreading my germs to her. I've also bought some flu medicine for her.

I knocked on the door.

It took about five minutes before she finally opened the door.

"Jace?" She frowned as she stood at the door.

All I could notice was how her face had bruises and cuts on them, how her right eye was half opened because of it.

"What the fuck happened to you? You look like a truck ran over you. "

She let out an annoyed sign. "I thought I told you not to visit me?"

"Look, stop changing the topic. I want to know what happened to you."

Her gaze lowered.

I let myself inside and I shut the door.

She ignored me and went up the stairs. I followed her along as she entered her room.

Her back was facing me.

"Kaitlyn.."

"I fell." She whispered as she wrapped her arms around her.

"Don't lie to me. "

I walked up to her and gently turned her to faced me.

I cupped her cheek. "Tell me." I whispered.

She shook her head and rested her head on my chest.

"Let me see."

She didn't protest as I carried her to her bed and lay her there.

I hovered above her and gently lifted up her sweater. I sucked in a breath as I looked at the black bruise covering her stomach.

I didn't know what went through me but I gripped her hips and lowered myself to her stomach and gently trailed my lips around the bruise.

She shivered as I continued to kiss her stomach. I laid above her, careful not to put all my weight on her.

After I kissed her stomach, I went up to her face. My face was so closed to hers that if I just leaned in, I would be able to taste her delicious lips.

Her pink lips were slightly opened.

Dam I feel turned on.

But I wasn't going to kiss her without her permission so instead, I kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes and her breathing became heavy.

So did mine.

I kissed her bruised eyes. I kissed everywhere on her face except for her pink lips. It took a large amount of control to refrain from taking her lip into mine.

I kissed the corner of her lips and lingered it there for a few seconds.

Argh it's starting to become an obsession.