uneasy (boyxboy)

2 - LA

    I can't stop to be completely honest. One would think you'd get over puppy love pretty easy, but with each day I see grays face I can't help but feel for him. He's so beautiful, so elegant, so toned-
"Riley." I jump and return my focus to the boy who had just addressed me before.
    " What're you doing back in Jersey, Ethan?" I question while pretending not to be intimidated. He just walks forwards towards me with a small, sly smile forming due to my composure.

    Getting closer to my face he mumbles, "What? Can't I visit my favorite victim?" his question takes my breath away. I fumble a little bit and pushed past him, fully aware of his smirk behind. "You know you can't just ignore what happened before I left," he mocks behind me as I walk back home.

"At least let me drive you home. You're freezing" I just now notice how heavily I was shivering and the numerous hairs on end scattered around my body. I turn back to see a pleading look in his eyes, causing my slight nod and slow movements to make my way back to his car. 

I'm met with the frosty leather seats, making me shiver. "So, how was LA?" I ask purely out of courtesy. His gaze fixes on me, almost irritated I asked. "It wasn't for me I guess" I took his clenched jaw and tensed biceps as a sign that right now isn't the time. Our drive was excruciatingly awkward so when we pulled into my driveway I almost audibly sighed of relief. My body turns to face him and I reassure, "I promise you'll make it big. Don't worry about it too much-" My sentence was cut short by the feeling of his warm lips against mine. I can feel the aggression and the desperate need for love in his posture. At first, I was uneasy, but as he kept kissing me I couldn't help but kiss back. I felt his strong hands put distance between us as he looks at me for a moment. 

"You can get out now." he states matter of factly. I look at him and feel my heart twinge and just step out. I turn to walk away when I hear a quiet, "Thank you," before his vehicle peels away from the curb. I stand, facing away from the street. Absolutely shocked. 

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The evening crawls along slowly as my mind ponders over the past events between Ethan and I. It's almost comical at the fact of how cliche the entire situation really was. 

His lips against mine...

His hands in my hair...

My head shakes loose the memories and I head straight for the shower, a cold one at that. Even as the water rushes over my body and draws my attention back to the marks all over my body from my father, I smile a little bit. I smile because at least someone wants to be with me.

But who do I want to be with?

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AHHHH 

this is so fuckin short I'm sorry galz, I wrote this in class because I KNOW I need to update at least a little bit.

WhAt dO yAa tHiNkk? (simplynailogical joke, yes I hate myself)

Anyways, who do you ship him with? What do you think happened before Ethan left? Ya don't have to comment or vote but if u did I'd kinda love that.

Much MUCH love, Stephen