William Shakespeare once said:
Young men's love lies not truly in their heart, but in their eyes.
I knew when Albert looked at me with a glowing fire in his eyes, I knew he loved me.
"Are you upset?" Albert lays his hand on my arm sliding it to intertwine my fingers.
"No," I feel his heat against my arm making my heart hammering inside my rib cage.
"Are you sure?" Albert gives me a smile and I nod.
I feel his fingers brushing against mine. I love that his fingers are thicker than mine. It's what makes them fit in each other so perfectly.
Everything in him is so addicting and contagious, I just can't explain how perfect he is. His eyes are so full of love and sadness at the same time, I love how his smile appears on his beautiful face. The way it doubly crinkles his cheeks and makes it look so adorable that I frantically love.
And his hair is just so unique, the way that his curls are so perfectly and tightly waved on the top of his head is so attractive to detail.
I love the way his arms wrap around my waist making me fit perfectly on his grip. I love that when he's hugging me I still can look up and see his whole face because there's still a space between us of how amazingly taller he is. I love the way that I can hear his heartbeat on his chest when he holds me.
I love when I wake beside him. I can see him in a way that anyone can't. I can see the way he has his arms wrapped around my waist, I can feel the touch of his soften curls on my cheek when he falls asleep with his head on my chest and I can know by the fact that he always lays his leg upon mine, he's afraid of me leaving him. I would never leave him, not only because I love Albert more than I can comprehend but because I know he needs me. When he begs me to stay the night with him, I always try to hold my ground but the truth is, I can't say 'no' to him and I don't want to.
"Hey, guys" James says invading my thoughts.
"Hey, mate," Albert answers him laying his arm around my waist.
"Hi," I give him a small smile. I feel such a twist of anger inside of me because I know he's lying to Sophia. I feel even worse with the fact that she didn't even blink to tell me about Alice in front of Albert and I'm not capable to tell her about James, because deep down, I know that he truly likes her and I don't want to ruin their relationship.
Besides, Albert told me to not tell her and he is right. It's not our business. It's their relationship and James is the one who has to tell her the truth.
"I'm having a party tomorrow at my house. You two have to come." James says rubbing his red eyes with the back of his hands. He has been smoking.
"Party?" Albert asks looking at me.
"Yep. Sophia's birthday party. My parents are going on a dinner with some fucking rich people and I'm going to have the house for myself, and I thought we could make something special for her since it's her birthday.." James explains while typing on his phone.
"Hmm.. " Albert mutters looking at me again.
"Do you want to go, love?" Albert gives me a quick kiss on my forehead.
"Um, I never went to a party before, but it's for Sophia's birthday so yes.. I'm in."
"Yes, and it's not like you're going to be alone or something.. Sophia obviously will be there," James laughs and looks at me.
"I'll be there." Albert pulls me closer to him giving me a protective smirk.
"I think it's very kind of you that you're doing something special for Sophia's birthday," I answer even if I'm still taken back with the idea of going to a party.. I'll do it for Sophia. She's always there for me so I want to see her genuinely happy on her party. Besides, going to a party with Albert sounds like so much fun! I wonder if Alice will be there..
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.