Heal The Scars

Beautiful

{Austyn}

I open the door that I never noticed until now. The chilly winds blowing my hair into my face, I took a step forward realizing that there was a cement platform leading towards brass railing. It was a balcony. I had a balcony of my own, in my room. The railing and cement were painted white just like the exterior of the house.

I took more steps forward, my icy fingers now resting on the brass railing, my head tilted back staring at the dark night sky illuminated by twinkling stars. I gasped as I felt warm fingers touch my waist, hot breath on my neck, my skin shuddering as his touch blazed a fire on my skin.

"What are you doing out here so late at night?" He whispered, chin resting on my shoulder, his fingers still on my waist.

"Couldn't sleep." I spoke,  my fingers gripping the railing much harder now. His touch caused this effect on me now. Whenever he so much as brush my shoulder, I feel fire, become breathless and motionless.

"Yeah?" He asked. I did nothing but nod my head, gazing up at the stars once again. My head tilted back on his shoulder as I watched the stars in awe, breath leaving my lungs in quick spasms.

I felt his warm hands wind into my hair, spreading his fingers to comb through. I closed my eyes, heart rate picking up, breathing much harder now. His other hand ghosting up the side of my waist, black hair tickling my neck and collarbone. My body rested against him, eyes closed, head thrown back against his broad shoulder. 

He took hold of my chin, tilting my head that rested on his shoulder, kissing my lips. My lips parting as I kissed him back. Fire danced on my lips as he massaged my lips with his, my fingers involuntarily roaming into his hair, tugging gently. He spun me around, pulling my body towards him by my lower back.

"Mm, you're so beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He spoke, staring into my hazel eyes. And for a minute I believed it. He made me feel beautiful, I felt beautiful for once. I consider that a major accomplishment, no one and I mean no one, had ever called me beautiful let alone made me feel beautiful.

Hunter buried his head in my neck, yawning. "Can we go back to bed now?"

"Yeah, im tired." I said, Hunter grabbing my hand and tugging me inside. I locked the balcony door, following Hunter into the warmth of my bed. I turned over on my side, Hunter moving closer so that we were spooning.

He placed a tender kiss to my exposed shoulder, "Goodnight."

"Night."

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