He pulled me down so that our bodies were practically one. Okay, exaggeration but still. It felt like that.
One hand had made its way into my hair, messing it up more than it already was. I quickly pulled back and jumped off of him, mortified of what I had just done. I just kissed the Devil.
I pulled the duvet close to me, thankful that it had managed to stay wrapped around my body. "C-can you go? Please?" He didn't argue this time. He just got up from my bed and got himself dressed. Within minutes, he was out of the door. I didn't even care if he bumped into my mom. I just wanted him gone.
I needed to think. But about what, exactly? About how I kissed the handsome Devil? Who knew the Devil was even handsome! I thought he was suppose to be scary, not freakin' hot! What even is this?
I showered and dressed myself. I needed to get away from him. I couldn't fall for the Devil. No way in hell. Get it?
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The Mystery Man | completed
Historia Corta"What happened? Are you okay?" "It was weird, it was as if I was dancing with Lucifer himself." ~ In which a girl believes she has met Lucifer, the Devil. --- COVER CREDIT: peakybooo (give her some love, she's honestly an amazing person) Highest ran...
