suicidal but a meme idol

im wireless, yet we still have connection

Her view

He was there. He never moved. He never changed. And to be frank, I'm not surprised. I rerouted to change my direction and trying to wipe the history that was and always will be imprinted in the back of my mind. I enter a new room, keeping tabs on where I am going but getting lost in searching for a distraction. I went deep into the club and still he kept popping up. No matter where I turned. It was as if he was a reoccurring ad. But no matter. I will not fall victim to him. Not ever. Not again. Well that's what I thought. Or believed. But that quickly faded away like cell phone service in a baron town.

It wasn't long until he caught my eye. except this time he wasn't the one watching me. i was fixated on him like watching a damn youtube video. it wasn't long until he noticed and when he did, he drew me even deeper. i kept clicking on the other videos displayed to meet the one i've been searching for. he stands before me. his husky touches igniting my skin. he pulled me closer, browsing through my mind. its as if he had cleared all the history between us and i couldn't remember anything. i searched in his eyes for answers, but not even wikipedia or ask.fm could answer my raging questions. he put me on mute, by hoisting my body to his in the crowd. dragging me away from the nightlife, to focus on servicing me. he opened a door, an empty room awaited. his eyes filled with desire and obsession. slamming the door, it was time to go in incognito mode. forcing my body against the closed door, to trap me in his secured network. his lips itching and tracing the space between us. his hands wrapped around my waist while mine rest on his clothed chest. his eyes link with mine, as if i was his hotspot and he was feeding off my data. pressing his magnetising lips to mine, electrifying my body with his sparks. i felt like i am open broken cords and he is the gushing water being poured over me. he reached under my legs, hoisting me into his wired embrace. Not losing the connection of his lips with mine. My hands in his hair as he slowly started to make his way to the nearest flattest surface. I guess he gave up and sat in a chair with me in his lap. I towered over him, resting my forehead on his. His hands running up underneath my shirt and soothing me slowly. I brush the free strands of hair resting on his sweaty forehead. I knew he was loading to get to overdrive. He dropped a pin to their location on my hips while I scanned his eyes. I dropped my lips to his. Sending my broken virus from my lips to his secured body. Tilting my head, his hands grip tighter, encrypting the password to make me moan. My hands tugged on his security password and ripped it over his head. Relieving his shirt and his bare body for me to see.

His view

She was beautiful. Her body so voluptuous, but so distant. When I see her I automatically make a connection but she always leaves me pending. I kiss down her body to meet near her hard drive. It was firing with lust, even when it was broken. Her eyes shattered closed repealing her vision from my lashing gaze. I stood up and towered over her.

"Look at me." I muttered whilst flicking a strand of hair away from her neck. She turned away. Locking me out from our connections. She pushed me back and stood on her own feet near the door. Her back facing me. Her wavy brown ombréd locks covering her bra straps. Folding her arms she put her hand on her head shaking in disapproval.

"I can't." Her whimpers echoed in the empty room. I tread to stand behind her. Pulling the strands of hair away from her left shoulder. I leaned in and gently kissed her neck. She sighed and moved away from my reach.

"Why not." I gritted Frustrated with her disrespect.

"Because we can't or ever be together. We are but broken networks that's can't seem to function. And even if we do it'll just enhance the probability of each other's destruction. We have lost our connection. So please, please just remove me from your contacts and let's forget we ever tried to rebuild the thing we lost and can't remember." She slowly turned her body. Not to face mine but to pick up her shirt and pants. She hid her face, hiding the dead virus I've given her body. She kept searching for her clothes while I stood there bewildered by her. She went to pick up her shirt and leave but I swiftly made my way to the door. Blocking the exit.

"Look at me." I yelled. She turned her body and went for the window but soon realised it was locked. She huffed in annoyance and strode to me looking at the floor.

"Move." She bellowed. She would never express her anger, but when she did it was petrifying. I puffed my chest out and stood by what I said. I grabbed her chin in my hands but she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Look at me." I yelled. I felt her lips quiver and her eyes press harder. I caught my breath. I bit my lip and stood closer to her. I pushed the hair away from her face again and caressed her cheeks gently.

"Alejandra, please look at me. Please, I beg you." I whispered eating my forehead on hers. I rubbed my nose on hers gently felling her tensed shaken body relax.

"Don't lock me out." I whispered pulling her body closer to mine by her hips. I gently moved my body in sync with her own. She slammed her clothes to the ground before flicking her head up to contradict my soft eyes. She eyes were menacing, filled with anger and rage. She pushed me back against the door by my shoulders. I bit my lip, closing my fists to refrain from making a mistake.

"You're the one that ruined us. With your un-impugn opinion and lies that sent a growing virus that infected the mainframe of my mind. You are but a torrent. Pirating off other peoples hard work and using it for your own benefit to satisfy people who don't give you credit either way. You demolished our history and made bookmarks with other people. You changed your mind like the settings of google. You broke what we had. You close all the tabs and shut me down to restart with someone who you can't get security access to." The suffering fury in her voice quaked in the room. There were no tears, no clenched fists or her biting her tongue to restrain her wrath. It was pure and real. Nothing like i had seen from her before. She didn't go to hit me. But all she did was pick up her clothes, put them on and stared out the window. Still pressed against the door, i stood astonished and amazed by her courage and the way she could link he statements to examples. It was if i was reading an acclaimed scientific report. I manoeuvred near her to stand behind her. Her arms were folded across her chest, her chest puffed out but her shoulders stern. Her jaw clenched when i wrapped my arms around her. Well, i tried. But all i saw was the pixels of my arms cascade down her arms as i attempted to touch her. I stepped back, petrified of what i just witnessed. I tried again, but this time the pixels were coded.

"What have you done," I muttered walking towards her body. She turned to face me, her eyes soft. I ran towards her but went straight through her. I gasped. The impossible had happened to me. All the times i've hacked someone, this has never happened to me. and the one time i was being genuine of what i was saying.

"I'm sorry, but i can't let you destroy what's already broken. I can't let you in, as i know who you are and what you've done." She strode past me slowly with her head high.

"You were so intriguing, your advertisements were tempting and compelling. But i could read between your codes. I may be gullible, but i am not stupid." A tear trickled down her cheek before she turned her back to me and left the room. She had locked me out. I couldn't see her again, ever. she had rewired herself to stop me from accessing her hard drive. securing herself with an antivirus.

Smart girl. That's what you get for being an unsafe free wifi network. Smart girl. smart girl

**bit of a weird one but i hope you guys can get the message**