I knock three times. I still has no answer. Is she asleep?
When I'm about to open the door myself I hear the sound of her voice behind me.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Her voice is cold and she is looking with me with wide swollen eyes.
"I'm- I want to talk to you." I tell her and she passes me and opens the door of her room.
"You had your chance to talk. Leave." She harshly says as she turns to me and firmly crosses her arms on her chest. She's mad at me. Her anger I can take, the sadness in her eyes is what kills me inside.
"No. You're gonna hear me out." I press and enter in the room closing the door behind me. "I know I fucked up-"
"You fucked up really hard, Albert." She interrupts me.
"I know, baby, I know." I tell her and I see her eyes soften a little but then she shakes her head with a disappointed look on her face.
"I wasn't laughing of you. I was just surprised of the way you were blaming yourself. I cut your arm, Emily. It was my fault. I didn't protect you."
"It was just a scratch!" She huffs in frustration and seats down on her bed.
"It wasn't just a scratch! It could have hit your eye or or your face. It's not just a scratch, Emily." I decide to approach her on her bed but she instantly backs to the headboard to create more distance from me.
"I want you to know that you're the most important person in my life, you're the good and the light and I need you. I need you so much and I miss you. I was frustrated because I realised that the only thing I can't protect you from, is me. But I don't want you to stay away from me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"What's your point, Albert?" I feel her body relax as she eyes me with so much emotion and need in her beautiful brown eyes.
"The point is that I can't lose you. I can't, I'm sorry. If that makes me selfish then fine. I'm selfish. But I can't lose you. Since my dad died, I have been feeling so lost, so alone, so desperate to feel something. I did shut down, Emily. I felt nothing, I was so empty and miserable inside. But then you came along.
You were so beautiful, so intelligent, so funny, so unique, your smile made me so happy inside, it created a warmth inside of me that healed me and fixed my brokenness. I have been telling myself all these years that people are not medicine but you healed me, Emily. You did. You make me want to be better. Better for you. I fell in love with you, Emily." I tell her and I lean to her to cup her cheeks while pressing my lips against hers.
She eagerly responds what creates a warmth inside of my chest.
Our lips moving against each other, making us forget about the world around us. Kissing her sends a jolt of sensations through my entire body. Her hands go to my hair. She deepens the kiss passionately, exactly how I had wanted to kiss her for the last four days.
And the way her lips feel against mine is sending senses into overdrive. I want to feel her as I press my chest against hers. Holy fuck.
Our heavy breaths echo around the room.
"You're still my girlfriend," I announce breathless. "You're still mine, Emily." The intensity in her eyes tells me that she feels the same even if she's not saying a word.
"I love you." I brush my lips against her and I feel her smile against my mouth, making me want her like I'd never wanted anything before in my life.
"I love you too." She tells me and I instantly cover her lips with my own.
YOU ARE READING
Unexpected
Teen FictionEmily Carter is a sixteen year old student with a closed different personality and excellent grades. She has her life all planned until she meets a guy called Albert who shatters her plans.