hayley's point of view /--
The sweet smell of Enoch's cologne lingered in my room, so strong smelling it was if he was still here. I lay, curled up around a pillow, wishing it was his body. His cologne stayed on the pillow, since he was laying on it earlier, and this was the pillow he chose to lay on, of course his scent would be imprinted on the pillow for a while.
I breathed in, the musky, soothing scent entered my nostrils, and left as I exhaled. I wished that he were here, with me, our bodies tangled up, pressed together in a blissful nature. I wish I could hear his heartbeat, as I lay symmetrical to his heart, listening to the thing that is keeping him alive. I wish I could actually smell his scent, and not have to deal with a, somewhat, replacement of a pillow. I wish my night could be filled with soft, tiny kisses pressed against my forehead, him chuckling every time I tried to wiggle out of his grasp,however, with his strength, he would always win.
I opened my eyes, snapping myself back into reality, eyes immediately looked out the window, connecting with the familiar moon that had been in the same spot at the same time these past few nights. All I could do was think about him. The was his cheekbones protruded outward, the way his lips fit perfectly on his face, the color of his hazel tinted eyes, and the way that they looked in the sun, and in the dark, and when they were filled with, what I assumed, love.
But, I quickly had to snap myself out of my trance. Enoch couldn't possible be in love with me, considering it's only been a week, and how a kiss could mean nothing to a boy. These thoughts started to pour into my head. My vision started to become blurry, my eyes, welled up with tears, the reason being, I'm quite not sure.
I was sure, well it was safe to say, in love with him. These past few days, he's treated me like I was the only girl in the world, like I was the only one that mattered in his eyes. He treated me better than my first, real boyfriend. I become attached to these qualities, and I now knew, that I was falling, into a deep, hard, and loving trance with Enoch.
I closed my eyes, wiping my tears before doing so, and fell into a deep and unsettling sleep.
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thantophobia ; enoch
Fanfictionthantophobia ( n. ) - the fear of loosing someone you love - #1 in peregrines