"To know what it's like, to love somebody the way I love you.
To know what it's like, to love somebody the way I love you
To know how it feels, to kill yourself with bad habits.
To know what you want; know, you never truly have it.
New York City, please go easy on me tonight.....
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine.....
Because I'm losing, my lover in the arms of another...
New York City, please go easy on me tonight.....
Tonight..........."
I entered and these were the verses that soothed my ears. My eyes roamed and suddenly landed on someone I wished was dead.
He was busy talking to his friends at the side table and was holding a wine glass.
He took a sip of it and cocked his head to my side. I tried to look away but I was way too late to do so. His eyes met mine; he took a look at me, scanning my whole body, his lips slowly turned into a smirk.
His eyes roamed over my body like he was measuring every inch and curve of my body. He was staring with such a confidence like I was his possession and he needed no permission. God, I wanted to look away but I was frozen. I saw him placing that glass on the table.
He said something in his friend's ear and stood up. I watched him adjusting his clothes and then moving forward. He was looking as breathtaking as ever.
I tried to calm down but god I can't. I can't stop breathing fast. I can't stop my eyes from looking at him and I can't run away from him.
I tried to move but my feet were frozen like they were a slave to him.
I wanted to be invincible to tell him to get out of my life but at the same time, I wanted to be invisible. I wanted to run as fast as I could but I was too scared to do anything. I closed my eyes because I knew I wouldn't be able to fight him.
Whenever it came to fight my emotions, I was way too vulnerable. So, I closed my eyes refusing to let him see through my emotions, I closed my eyes to not show him that his touch was having an effect on my heart. I closed my eyes to stop myself from watching him.
"Ahm, Ahm" I heard someone clearing his throat.
"I think someone is sleeping already" I heard Drake mocking.
"I guess, I should have told you drake that she's a sleeping beauty" Becky replied.
"Ha-ha Becky you got me" I replied sarcastically and they all started laughing except me who was worried about the aftereffects of this eye contact.
"Hey, you alright?" Drake asked placing his hands on my shoulder.
"I'm fine, I just need some water" I replied smiling.
"There you go..."James said who came in with two glasses handling one to me and other to drake.
"I don't drink..." I replied
"Wait... what, you don't drink, Are you an alien?"
"Of course I know that you don't drink" he replied handling me that glass.
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Wouldn't Be Alive
RomanceElizabeth's Pov: I woke up and saw him standing in front of me. His sparkling blue eyes were looking at me. I tried to look away but his eyes caught mine and I looked deep into his eyes. His eyes were like a deep ocean to me and I was ready to drown...
