She had just woken up, her eyes heavy from the deep slumber She had fallen out of moments ago. She checked her phone as it read 4:20 am; thirst drove her to rise from bed only to be reminded of Her mothers scolding before: "do not enter the living room" due to Her suspiciousness of Her and Him despite her constant ridicule of their odd relationship. Although She remembered her mother's words, she disregarded her warning and was drawn to Her parents room for water to quench she thirst. Afterward, she returned to her room but something had caught her attention. It was as if the very unconscious feelings for Him was causing Her to wander into the living room.
She let Her mind take her body into the living room where She drudgingly walked being carful not to wake anyone. As She entered to room, She heard a faint whisper with a familiar voice. After Her failure to find what Her unconscious mined desired, she decided to quietly walk back to her room. As She was leaving, She felt a hand grasp Her's. She sharply turned Her head to reveal His face. The dark ambiance only made it harder to understand what He had intended to do. The moment He grasped Her hand, she felt all of the world surrounding Her disappear into the isolated space, only them too in existence.
He pulled Her close to Him. Close enough to feel each other's breathing; Her heart pounding faster by the minute as He placed His hands around her waist and suddenly, She felt an electric feeling shoot up Her body as she stayed absolutely still.
All the feelings resurfaced. All the work she had done to rid of her feelings. All of the denial she put upon herself. All of it, back once again to haunt her, to remind her of her unwanted feelings. Then again, she didn't care at the time, all she could think about was what was happening right then and there.
THE END BOIIIIIIIII
