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◾Chapter One
{▪What She Perceives as Honesty▪}◾
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◾I plop down on the sofa into the spot where my bottom has permanently dented the cushion. I reach forward grabbing the bowl of popcorn off the coffee table before sitting back and folding my legs. I place a few pieces in my mouth chewing happily.
My fiancé pushes the play button on the remote and the t.v. flashes to life. He dips his hand into the bowl on my lap grabbing a hand full. I watch him as he places the kernels into his mouth and his jaw begins to move. He hasn’t shaved in a few days, which is weird for him, and I can see the small hairs forming on his sharp jaw.
He’s staring at the t.v. and I can see the light dance in his eyes as the movie plays. His honey brown eyes seem to glow with the light. I see a smile pull at the corner of his full pink lips. His eyes turn toward me, his eyebrows twisting.
“What? Do I have something on my face?” He pulls a large hand to his face rubbing around his chin. I hear his callused palm scratch against his stubble. I licks around his lips trying to figure out why I’m staring but in all reality there’s nothing there. I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from his angelic face.
I shake my head at him lazily, a smile plastering my face, as he continues his examination of his face. He puts his hands down, before reaching them forward to grab my face. He comes close, till his forehead is touching mine and I can feel his breathing raise the hairs on neck. I close my eyes, breathing in his scent.
I’ve been this close with him a thousand times, smelled him a thousand times, but every time it made my stomach dance. I can’t wait to share my life with this man. I move my head in slowly, going to kiss his lips but he moves his lips before they can touch. I open my eyes out of my happy daze.
“Watch the movie” he whispers to me in a low voice before backing away and turning towards the screen. I scrunch my nose up and lightly punch him in his arm. He giggles before wrapping his arm around me, using the tips of his fingers to run over my skin. I lay into the crook of his neck, my long brown hair falling over him.
I look at the flickering screen as the movie plays. I’ve seen this so many times I could probably recite it line for line. Henry’s favorite movie for the past five years, Shutter Island. I stare at the screen not really listening to it, I’m in my own little world. I love movie nights with Henry but I can only watch the same movie so many times before you need a break.
I run my hand over his leg as I think of the first time Henry and I met, 6th grade.
We were just instant best friends, well maybe not instant. I had moved for the 4th time in two years and was so over making new friends just to lose them. Going into this school I wanted nothing to do with anyone and was just going to lay low but somehow, Henrys goofy self-got to me.
11 Years Ago
I walk into the classroom holding my bag tight in my fist. My face was a solid look of boredom as I shuffled my feet to my desk. Before I had gotten the chance to even sit down the teachers happy chirpy voice began to speak to me.
YOU ARE READING
A Broken Future.
DiversosWhen Harley's is abducted and held captive she finds out secrets about her life that tear it to shreds. She makes friends along her journey of trying to escape. Will she make it out alive, will her newly found information change her?