illuminate 비추다 s.m.

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^this is the sweetest shariana mashup I've ever heard in my life. :( my heart.

ILLUMINATE
Madison Montgomery
Chapter-19

   He pulls away, somehow leaving me wanting more. My stomach whirls, my cheeks also flush a bright red.

   The cab pulls off to the side of the sidewalk, he opens the back door, I slide in first, him following.

•

   The car ride was somewhat quiet, although there were moments we'd chat, which wasn't often. But there was this moment when he whispered into my ear, but I'd totally blanked out.

   I sat through the whole ride thinking, accumulating what I should've said back. By then it was too late, we had already arrived at his house.

   And that leads me to now. i awkwardly sit in the living room, while Shawn, his mother, and his father settle their differences.

   Oh who am I kidding, they're arguing; all I could really hear throughout the whole home is shouting from the three of them.

   "Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, You can't always walk away from your problems, it's about time you be a grown man and give me a reasonable explanation!" His mother shouts as he slowly turns away and leaves the room.

   "Look who's talking," he scoffs, turning back. "I like how it's okay for you to make my dad leave his house," he points to himself then to his dad, "and not even have a good enough reason, but when I want to see him for the first time in years, you want to get on my ass, and have me prepare a well thought out testimony on why I'd like to see him."

   His jaw clenches, while my jaw drops, hearing shawn have such anger toward his own mother.

   "C'mon madison." He feistily grabs ahold of my arm, walking me out. "I'm so sorry you had to witness this side of me. I had no idea it was gonna be this bad." He apologizes, truly looking sorry, taking me to the sidewalk, only to sit on the curb and pull me down with him.

   "Don't worry 'bout it." I say almost silently, not wanting to talk anymore tonight. He reaches for my hand, and I reflexively flinch away.

   "W-what's wrong?" He looks down at his hands, fear evident in his voice. "Did I do something wrong?" I shake my head, refusing to make eye contact with him. "nothing." I shudder, "i'm fine."

   "then why won't you let me hold your hand?" I could feel his stare, holding onto me, sending goosebumps to raise the small hairs on my covered arms.

   "I've never seen this side of you. I always thought you were good." I comment, my eyes fixate themselves to stare at the stars that accompanies us on this night.

   "I'm a very selective person, Madi. Don't you think if I wanted you to see me that way, I would've done it sooner?" He grows offensive, but comfortably slides his arm around my waist, pasting wet kisses along my jawline then down my neck.

   "I bet Cecelia's seen you this way." I shouldn't have said that.

   He disconnects his lips from my neck, biting his lower lip regretfully. I know for a fact that he's thinking somewhere in his head, on why I'd ever say anything like this.