Together they are complete.
In unison they will be incomparable.
What happens when others try to get in their way.
They are strong together right?
Or will they break?
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Martin and I finish our dinner, and its late, so we decide to head back to his house. We pull into his garage.
He lives in a small house, but its very homely. He brings me downstairs, where hid dog Kody is caged. He lets Kody out and starts the fireplace. Martin sits next to me on his comfy couch, and Kody hops onto my lap. He is a cute little pug.
"Yeah, so I have been really swamped with work," He tells, plopping onto the couch.
"Sounds like it," I run a finger through my hair. The fireplace flickers on his face, making him even sexier than before. I havent seen him unshaven. Made him look more manly and strong.
I dont even notice the silence we are in. Im to busy studying his beautiful face. Why does dim light make everyone sexier?
His hair was messy, but in the perfect way. I could stare at him all day.
"So tell me more about your music," Martin looks towards me.
"Oh, yeah! I do some pop and hip hop, Ive been trying out some rapping around the house but Im not so good," I say.
"What? Thats a lie!" I laugh along with him.
"How?"
"You just have the voice for it; I can tell,"
"So you are the musician now?" I tease
"Just give me a little bit," I thought for a second. I havent written any rap songs because I dont think they will turn out.
What should I rap?
"Okay, umm," I think.
"His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin' What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow! Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy? No He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows, when he goes back to his mobile home, that's when its Back to the lab again yo, this whole rhapsody He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him," I went for a classic.
"I told you!" He spoke, eyes wide.
"That was not good!"
"Yes it was!" I sighed and rested my head in my palm.
"You should release a rap song," He says.
"I dont know," I sigh again. We sit in some silence, staring at the flicker of the fire.
"Hey, I dont think Ive heard any of your music yet," He speaks.
"Yeah! Here I'll pull some up," I say opening my phone.
I play my new single called "Trap". We listen to the music take up the silence. It just reminds me of how much I love music.
"Thats really good!" He looks at me and smiles once the song is done.
"Thanks!"
"Okay, okay enough about me, lets talk about you," I add.
"What do you want to know?" Everything.
"I dont know, anything big going on? Any relationships? Stuff like that," I try to sneak relationships in.
"No, no, my life is pretty boring. Not a lot happening, no relationships, nothin'," He replies.
"So then were all caught up huh?"
"Yeah, I guess," I feel the mood sudenly change as his next words hit me.
"There is one thing I was curious about," His voice low, husky, almost demanding.
"And whats that," I play along, liking the playful, teasing tone.
He leans in for a kiss, softly. He was a slow kisser. Not in a bad way, but in a passionate, loving, affectionate way. The kind of kiss where you know they love you from the bottom of their heart.
They love you from the bottom of their heart.
My thoughts ring through my head. Does he have feelings for me?
My mind jumps back into the moment, feeling his touch again. His hand on my cheek, the other on my knee. As his hand slid up my thigh, I became more uncomfortable. I liked him, but to fast. To fast.
I didnt want to ruin the moment, so I put one of my hands on his, leaving the other on his shoulder. He tried to move his hand further up, but I stopped it.
His lips left mine, his disappointment flowing off of him. He looked at me confused.
"Martin, Im sorry, I should just go-" I stood up to grab my purse, but he lightly grabbed my wrist, stopping me.
"Alex, its okay, I took it to far, Im sorry," I looked into his beautiful eyes. He let go of me.
"Mart, I just-its getting late, and I have to be up early tomorrow, I-I would love to stay, but its really just not a good time," I stopped myself from rambling off.
"I still have feelings for you," He blurted, leaving us quiet.
"You do?"
"Ive been meaning to tell you, I just, I didnt want to make things awkward, but I guess its too late,"
"Martin, no. I have feelings for you too, but I just need some time. I just got back, and went through a breakup, I came back to get an escape, not more drama,"
"I wont cause you drama, I will support you, and protect you," He begs.
"I know you wont Mart, but I just cant deal with another decision right now, Im sorry," I feel bad. I give him a peck on the cheek and walk back down the street.
Its eleven thirty pm, and pitch black. I feel uncomfortable walking alone in the dark, but I brush it off. You are fine. You are fine. You are fine.
I check behind my back. I am always paranoid when walking alone at night. I try not to get caught up in my thoughts, because I am tough. Right?
I make it to my house, and as I punch in the garage number, I feel the cold Kentucky night air brush against my skin.
As it opens, I look around one last time, rubbing my arms. I run inside and close the garage door. As soon as I walk in my brothers are on the couch. I try to walk past them without drawing attention to myself.
"Out late huh?" I cringe at Andrew's voice as he stops me from taking another step.
"I guess," I try to end the conversation.
"What did you all do?"
"Talked," I ran up the stairs before he could reply.
