Rayn's POV
"Good, now lets go." Levi says, yanking my wrist and pulling me down the street the opposite direction in which I need to go.
"Vi, where are we going?" I asked a bit panicked.
"To my place, duh." Rude much.
I dig my heels into the ground and force us into a stop. "You know I can't do that Levi."
"You can. You're seventeen, he's twenty-four. Just say we have a project due. He will understand."
"No." I rip my wrist out of his grasp and
take off running towards... home..
"Rayn! Stop!" Levi yells, running closely behind. Two arms grip my waist, turn me around, and pull me into their grasp.
Levi hugs me tightly and pulls away slowly, still holding my waist. He looks me up and down, slowly. Soon enough, his eyes meet my own. He lurks deep throughout my eyes, searching my brain, my soul... I quickly turn my head away.
"Look at me." He demands softly, yet harshly. I feel him burning holes into my face. That bothers me so much. I slowly turn my head to face him, and my eyes meet the oh so interesting ground.
"My eyes Rayn."
I look up into his green orbs.
"Do you love me Rayn?" He asks trying to sound average, when he's actually hopeful.
I just nod. Nothing more.
He leans in and I close my eyes. I feel his breath on my lips but right before his lips meet my own, the loud blow of a car horn sounds off.
FUCK...
!?!?!?!?!??!!??!?!!?!?
Tis all for now. :)
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Teen FictionRayn Saunders here. Anyone know the saying, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade?" Well that is bullshit. Because, unless life is throwing you sugar and water, your lemonade is going to taste like shit. And, as of now, life isn't even giving m...
