His Unwanted Darling | On Hold

Chapter 3

-Chapter 3-

Chapter 3: Even

Clarissa's POV

I woke up with a heavy thing around my stomach then I looked behind me and saw what it is, well, more like who. Then I moved carefully, trying not to wake him up and turned to face him.

I have never been this close to his face. He's so handsome, even when I stare at him from afar. His midnight black hair is messed up but it didn't subtract the handsomeness of his face, infact it added more to his look. Then I looked between us. We are cuddling. And with just one more move of my face, I would touch his lips.

Should I?

Or should I not?

The voices inside my head debated.

Am I really that desperate for a kiss?

All my life he has never given me that much attention.

He never showed affecton towards me.

Yet I still chose to love him.

Maybe one kiss wouldn't hurt...

But what if he wakes up?!

The voice inside my head said. Then that got me thinking, what if he did?! That would be hella embarassing.

But just one kiss wouldn't hurt, right?

I hope.

Probably.

Then without thinking, I closed my eyes and moved my lips to his and with that, I felt sparks all over my body as the butterflies in my stomach flutter and my heartbeat began to race and I felt my whole body ignite.

But those only lasted for ten seconds, then I pulled away. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Then I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding and looked at him with relief.

He didn't wake up.

After a few more minutes, I saw his eyes open as his dark brown eyes looked at my forest green ones. Then I felt my heart began to rapidly beat once again and my stomach turn into a freaking jungle filled with wild animals.

His eyes held my eyes captive, it's like I couldn't look away.

"Goodmorning," he whispered tucking some of my lightbrown hair behind my ear.

"What happened to not touching even a single piece of my hair?" I asked playfully.

"Can't you just say goodmorning back?" He asked and I chuckled in reply.

After our little so called "conversation", we got up from the bed and he went to his room. Then I sighed, with thoughts began to enter my mind like stones being thrown in the ocean.

After this, will everything go back to the way it was before?

Why is he being sweet now?

And with a little bit of hope...

Why is he doing this? Does he like me?

Even a little "I like you" wouldn't hurt. I feel like I'm so desperate for his love and affection. I want something I know I can never have.