Imagines

Chained to the Original Pt 2 || Kol M.

Song: Only You - Zara Larsson

Two months.

It's been two months since I left Kol standing outside the bar. In those two months I found a boyfriend, drank more - blood and alcohol, I was a mess on the inside, but looked like my life was perfect on the outside.

Kol was my best friend for over seven hundred years and I walked away from him. It was stupid of me to think that I could go on without him.

And the guy I was with was more of a distraction than interest. Emptiness was all I felt, it's what I felt before I left Kol, but now its worse. A lot worse.

I sat my empty glass on the bar, throwing a couple of bills beside the glass, and left the bar.

I walked on the sidewalk, heels clicking on the damp pavement, streetlights reflected off puddles in the streets, the occasional car delivering by, a trumpet player playing in the background. It was a scene from a movie, and I breathed it in, along with the New Orleans air.

I threw my head back and arms out as I spun around, mist dampening my face, but I didn't care, I was drunk and I found a peace of mind in my surroundings.

"Y/N?" A voice I haven't heard in two months spoke up behind me, I turn around, and Kol stood before me. The pain was back and drowning me in waves.

"Kol," I choked out, barely audible but I knew he heard me, along with the pain in my voice. He ran towards me, but I stepped back, pain flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," his voice was weak, shoulders hung in defeat.

"I am too," tears were in my eyes, clouding my vision.

I go to turn away, but he grabbed my hand, turning me back around to face him.

"I left Devina," bail was in his voice as he spoke. "I need my best friend, I need you."

"I can't be your best friend anymore, I have to be more." I go to move my hand from his, but he held on. "Go back to her Kol, I can't be with you if you love someone else, and you don't return the feelings back to me."

"And that's why I left her." He took both of my trimmbling hands in his, bringing them up to his chest. "I love you, more than a friend or family. I love you as a lover, and I didn't realize it until you left. What they say is true, you don't know what you have until its gone. I lost you Y/N and I lost myself. I love you Y/N."

I looked away from Kol and out at the street. "I love you too."

He grabbed my chin with his forefinger and thumb, turning my head to face him. We looked into each other's eyes for the longest time, and then he crashed his lips against mine.

It was magical, the air around of smelt of his cologne and rain, mist laid on our skin. My hand were bunched up in his coat, while his was cupping my face and taggled in my hair.

We needed each other and the kiss showed it.

Then that damned thing called a conscience hit me like a ton of bricks and I'm pushing Kol away from myself, breaking the kiss.

"Kol I can't, I have a boyfriend." Hurt was deep in his features and I couldn't help but feel guilty. Guilty for kissing him while being with someone else and the fact that he gave everything up to be with me, that guilt was too much to bare.

"I see," he starts to turn away. "I'll leave yo-" and I'm kissing him before he can finish, this was my one chance, and I'm not going to blow it.

As we break the kiss, our foreheads leaning against one another, I whisper against his lips: "I'll break up with him tomorrow, tonight's our night."

His face lit up as he smiled, "Well let's make it count."

He grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers, and pulled me along. We ran like humans down the street giggling, Kol looking back at me to make sure that it was really me that was with him as he lead me; it was magical.

We ran into some hotal that I didn't catch the name of and got a room. The Concierge didn't seem too happy about the fact that she knew what was about to go on in that room. We didn't tell her what we were doing, nor did she say, but the look on her face, you know she knew.

When we got in the elevator, the doors closing as Kol pressed the button to our floor, he turned around and slammed me against the wall. His body pressed against mine, he smashed his lips to mine, our hands roamed each other's bodies.

Before we strip ourselves of any clothing, the elevator dings, and we're stumbling out to our room. He fights to get the keycard in the lock, lust taking over all of our senses we lost all sense of logic.

The lock dings in acceptance of the card, and we pile into the room, key thrown somewhere, door slammed shut a little too loudly, and our hands all over each other.

My skin was on fire with Kol's touch, I craved more as I felt him on my finger tips, his intoxicating smell surrounded me as our lips moved against each other's.

Wanting to touch more of him, I pulled off his button up shirt, some buttons flying off in the process, and more clothing followed after that, both mine and his.

We fell into the bed and everything felt like a dream in that moment.

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I'm going to do a part three, don't know when it'll be up because I've got a lot of shit going on the rest of this week and next week.