Make Me Forget✔

T H I R T Y N I N E

Song Of The Chapter: Over And Over Again- Nathan Sykes

Anastasia's POV_

"I love you." It took him long enough to calm down, but when he did, these were the only words to leave his mouth.

"What?" I heard what he said as clearly as ever, but I needed to hear it again, just to make sure this wasn't a part of my imagination, and that he actually said that.

I expected him to repeat his sentence, just like all of us wanted him to, but you know Conor, always planning way ahead of me, he sometimes even surprises himself.

His hands were still holding onto my face, my eyes shutting seconds after he dived his lips into mine, his grip tightening onto my face as he pressed our lips closely to move in sync with me.

The way he pushed against me made me stumble back till I hit the wall behind me, him following my steps to squeeze me against the wall, his hands sliding down my neck to hold onto me closer, my power to resist was no where near as strong as my cravings.

I gave up in no time with his hungry lips chewing on mine, my hands touching his hair to tangle my fingers through them, his body pushing with mine as our faces switched sides every few seconds, my face heating rapidly due to the lack of proper breath, but I couldn't give two fucks about my breath when all he's doing is putting his entire power into this kiss, my light tingles turning into quiet moans when he refused to pull away.

I felt both of his hands on my thighs, where he pushed me up till my legs were fully wrapped around his waist.

My back was sticking further against the wall after his lips switched to caress my neck, his teeth turning it into an art galore while my hands messed up his shirt, holding back from tearing the hell out of it as his middle pushed directly in between my legs.

My grunts became fairly audible as his mouth went back to mine, numbing my whole body up to the last nerve in the deepest corner of my brain, kissing me like I've been missing from him for ages now, my arms wrapping around his neck to join our chests, his face completely snuggled into mine as our kiss started slowing down to turn into a deep, intimate makeout.

His hands tugged my thighs to make sure I don't slip down, my sense of pain slowly fading away while his tongue met mine, my body never experiencing such a soul-refreshing moment in a while now, delightful sparks roaming every inch of my skin, just by the feeling of him against me.

God, I missed him... I missed everything about him so much, it's unfair.

"You have no idea how much I missed this." He whispered against my lips, his voice thick and shakey as his bottom lip brushed upon mine, my eyes watering because of how extraordinary that felt.

My smile formed seconds after I heard something I thought I could never hear, standing back on my feet when he put me down, his fingers meeting mine, pecking my lips once more before opening his eyes to look down at me, my body in full rest after our kiss relieved my worry.

"What's going on?" I needed to know why is he telling me that all of the sudden.

You know, I'm not complaining one bit, I just wanted to know what took him so long to say that, and why did he keep on denying it.

"I'm in love with you." He answered. "I'm in love with your soul, your lips, your eyes, your body... fuck, even the thought of you." He confessed, my heart beating its way out of my chest, all the way to some magical dream land, with his eyes pierced into mine, his words turning his eyes lighter, and calmer when he kept on looking down at me.

"Why did you deny it then?" I asked. "Why couldn't you say that over the phone, or when you came back?" I was wondering if what he's saying is the truth, but his looks were giving me a pure assurance that lying isn't a possible option by now.