"BLAKE" I half yelled, just above a whisper. Rubbing my temple with my fingers, I sighed in frustration. By this stage, the people in the elevator waiting to go down, were holding the door open just to see the drama unravel.
So awkward.
Swiping the key card again, I opened the door after Blake removed his hand. Dragging in my suitcase I grabbed his arm also and pulled him into my room. Flicking the switch, I growled at him as all the lights in the room came on with a sudden flash. Sighing in defeat, I walk over to the bed and sit down on it. "Can you just tell me what you want Bake" I tried to say as calmly as possible.
He began to walk towards me slowly. Dragging his fingertips lightly across the bed before stopping in front of me.
Even slower this time, he began to close the gap in between us. "uhh Blake-" I questioned but was soon stopped when his delicate lips crashed upon mine. The minty flavour of his mouth entered mine, and soon our tongues were intertwined along with my fingers within his brown locks of hair. Cupping my face gently he slowly removed his hands from my face and lowered me down upon the bed. Allowing this, he slowly began to climb up upon me and kiss me even more passionately. Breaking away from his lips and his grasp I breathlessly spoke. "Are you serious". "Ella, I'm serious, I promise I'll explain after" he said as he intertwined my pinky finger with his. Agreeing to his propose, I grabbed his jumper and helped him take it off.
Our kissing had become much more passionate and soon, bite marks were being left in their place. Clothes being thrown off in all directions. Nails being dug into delicate skin, or the ruffled sheets with occasional moan or gasp escaping my lips as he seemed to know ever place that drove me insane with pleasure.
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Within the dark and silent early hours of the morning, light snow was gently falling outside my hotel room window. The winds which had blown relentlessly a few hours before, had gently come to a stop. The heat emitting from the radiators was a comforting feeling as I slightly woke up. Turning over to the right side of the bed, I was stopped when I felt Blake's arm slightly tighten as I tried to turn over. Eventually figuring out a way to get out of his grip, I sat up in bed as I pulled a blanket around my.. half dressed body. Looking at the mess we had created last night from the clothes scattered over the ground and a lamp or two knocked over.
I would give a hazardous guess to say.. the storm wasn't the only wild thing happening last night.
Slowly creeping out of the bed, I searched for my clothes, but only could see Blakes. Groaning to myself quietly, I quickly grabbed his t-shirt and threw it on me. Keeping my back to the bed, I didn't hear Blake wake up. "You weren't trying to run off on me, were you?" his tired voice cracked in the silence of the morning. Turning around quickly, startled by his voice I joked while placing a piece of hair behind my ear. "Nooo" I tired to lie, before adding a few 'Hahaha's' at the end of the sentence.
Patting the side of the bed where I was only moments before he woke up. He beckoned me to sit beside him. Not acknowledging his offer, he stated that he wanted to talk to me. Eventually giving in, I crawled back into bed where I was greeted with him, curling his arm around my waist. "So, I guess that me being here is me trying..." he stated as he pulled a edgy face. "trying to..." I said as I was trying to pull the words from his mouth. "trying to, make up for me missing our first date. SO!. I am asking you out on a second date and I hope you will accept my apology" Blake grinned as I folded my arms across my chest, feeling defeated.
Eventually giving in, I accepted his apology, and agreed to go wherever he wanted to bring me for his 'makeup date'. With that, he gently placed a kiss upon my forehead. Smiling in return, my mind was telling me. 'STOP' in bold red flashing lights, but my heart was ready to go.
Ready for someone to love me. To help me through all those bad days.
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Once out of the hotel, Blake decided to take a quieter path that had more snow than other paths. Looking around at what a snow blizzard could do to a little place up the mountains always seemed to fascinate me. The way that the icicles glistened in the late afternoon sun. Or the way the bare trees would be carefully decorated with just the right amount of snow, almost seemed too good to be true.
Everything seemed so perfect.
It felt that we were walking in a set for a movie that was being produced.
This path seemed to lead us down a back area into a small little village. One you would not have seen if you decided to drive out of here, or drive past the hotel. The village was surrounded with old cobble stones as a pathway and stone walls. The roofs were laced with thatch, where the snow rested upon them very gently.
Children has just recently been allowed out to play in the snow by their mothers as very few footprints has been made by the little ones.
Smoke from the small houses seemed to hang over the little quaint village as we passed through. It almost seemed like something you would have only seen back during the medieval times.
Holly and Christmas wreaths decorated the doors of every building that we passed. Some had candles within the window. Others had brightly coloured lights, wrapped around their trees which were placed in their sitting rooms.
The village was very festive and welcoming.
Some children ran past us giggling as they threw snowballs at each other, and mothers chased them around the yard with their coats.
Once we had passed the housing area we came into the market street. Loud cheers came from a bar where men were as merry as the word Merry Christmas.
After a while of taking in the breathtakingly beautiful view of the hidden little village that had a world of its own. I decided to ask. "Where are we going Blake?". "Almost there beautiful" he gently said with a smile to the end of his words.
A/N
OMG I LOVE THIS CHAPTER. I HAD TO RETYPE IT ALL THO AS IT NEVERRRRR SAVEDDDD. BUT, I think this scene or chapter is so romantic you GuYsS!!! <3 AH WHO SHIPS BLAKEEEE AND ELLAAA. (MEEE)
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