Drawing Voices

Hear the angle's voices Chapter Seven P.2

"You like the smell of peoples feet?" A recognizable voice whimpered.

"Lola?" I questioned as my head shot around. There she was. The tear marks strained on her ice cold cheeks, her bare feet berried in the sand, her dress and hair blowing softly in the wind. She was here and still looked beautiful.

"Lola" i cried. As i ran up to her my arms wrapping her waist into a powerful hug. So powerful that it brought us down onto the sand together. "I thought i lost you forever Lola."

Lola's P.O.V

Dan seems genuinely relieved. Does this mean i'm loved by somebody? Does he care for me? At least for the first time in years i have somebody who matters to me and i matter to them...

"Don't do this again." Pleaded Dan. Serenading me to into the sand even more.

He got here in time and i'm so glad he has as well. I was about to kill myself although i won't tell him that. Only my diary can know that and that's gone for ever. Why did i berry that? It means so much to me. I began to cry.

Dan still beckoned on top of me. Keeping me warm. I had been out here all night and my body had become covered in goose bumps and purple marks.

"Dan?" I whimpered, a few more tear's rolling down my cheek.

"Yes, Lola?" Dan breathed in, knowing exactly what i was about to ask.

"Why did you take my diary. I thought i could trust you. No ones ever read it before." I cried, looking up to the sky.

"Lola, i'm such an idiot." Dan began to cry too. I'd never seen a man cry before so this moment was unusual. "I took it back home and was about to read it although i just couldn't, i knew it was wrong. I haven't opened the book. I promise. I know i'm so bad for taking it. I was going to put it back..."

Before he could say anything more i made our lips connect. In a gentle kiss. To acknowledge i had forgiven him. The fact he kissed me back made me believe he likes me too. More than likes... loves?

His hands moved through my hair and i found him resting on top of me even more, and restricting the space between us. It was as though he was scared to let me go. He slowly broke away and whispered another song lyric in my ear "All that's left behind. Is a shadow on my mind." I'd never heard it before but i believed he was representing what had happened with him taking my diary through one of his lyrics. I added the next line onto it from the top of my head. "Oh, a shadow comes upon a wall is a silhouette and nothing more." I sang in the same tune as his was before. Showing my forgiveness.

"I got you something." Dan whispered to me. I looked into his watery eyes as he dug his hands into his jumper.

Then he brought out my notebook.

My gap in my heart was filled. "Thank you!" i cried as i hugged it against Dan and me. I felt like a mother who had been reunited with a long lost child.

"I love you Lola." Dan whimpered. Finally it was now official. "I know you may think we have just met but..." Dan hesitated. He slowly changed what he was going to say and added "I love you!"

 "I love you too Dan." Before i could say anymore i parted my lips slightly and again Dan leaned in towards me, yielding me in to the soft strength of his lips, that engulfed mine. I placed my hands on his chest and felt the vibrations of his heart beat. Carefully i bit his bottom lip, inflicting a gentle moan from him. Then he moved his lips away from mine and brought them to my neck, i could feel his stubble lightly graze my neck as he searched for my soft spot. He found it within seconds causing me to moan slightly. 

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We both got up and made our way out of the woods. Dan had his arm around my shoulder and guided me out. I had no clue where i was in the woods because yesterday i had walked in with my eyes tightly shut so i couldn't see a thing.

The rest of the walk back was in silence. Appropriate silence.

Dan's P.O.V

I have never experienced so many new song lyrics burst into my head whilst walking back home.

These streets are yours, you can keep them

I don't want them

They pull me back, and i surrender

To the memories I run from

They were all about Lola, and being in Lola's position. How much Lola mean's to me, is not describable....