Undeniable

Chapter 3 - Angel eyes

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I have  a thing for music in this chapter and it'll most probably be the longest chapter so far. Lots of ideas :3  

Decided to listen to Paramore, Rammstein and then I found Shiloh, which I thought she's is epic!! So I put her song in to the story and the video downt he side. Feedback on both the song and the story.. 

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As far as I was concerned yesterday was a failure. But now I guess he's actually around and he's not thousands of miles away like when he was in America. He's here, next door. In his cosy home, whilst I was in mine. Lonely. 

After yesterdays events I don't even know if I can look him in the eyes, afer what I said. Embarrassment. 

I really needed to stop pondering on everything it's not going to be changed now, it's way too late.

Shit happens.

I went to boil the kettle. 

*knock-knock*

I jumped out of my skin and went to the door, suspiciously peeking through the window to see if there was a car. And there wasn't. I checked for a car with the only effort I had left which needed to be refilled by a good well deserved coffee. 

Opening the door it was quite a surprise to see that face. Those blue eyes.

" Du hast mich." - You got me - 

" Got you. How?"

" Well you shot me down, you got me." 

" You really have to stop listening to Rammstein you know !"

" But...."

" Don't but me mister, now get in here. Want a coffee?"

I just received a nod.

Filling the cups with 2 sugars because we aren't quite sweet enough, I added the milk and the coffee itself. The smell of coffee, dreamy.

With my carpeted floor fluffing between my toes, and the coffee warming up my insides I put on some candles and the fire. Warmth. I always hated getting out of bed in the winter, just leaving the heat from my quilt and moving to the freezing cold. 

I was surrounded by the smell that was the vanilla essence from the candles and the homely sound of the crackling fire, but most importantly, I was in the presence of a God.

" Your coffee making skills are the bees knees Miss Rivenhold," the cheeky grin on his face just made me melt.

" Trust me, I know," 

"Well good, what have you got planned for the week?"

Seeing as it was the Easter Holidays for the next 2 weeks I had absolutely nothing planned but being sat on my sofa watching movies gauging my eyes out with chocolate. 

" Nothing really, just planning on becoming obese in 2 weeks," 

" You obese, never!"

" Why d'you ask?" 

" Was thinking you could come with me and some friends to a place,"

My eyes narrowed in suspicion and I set my coffee on to the table mat. I was fussy about that, I never wanted a mark on my table.