FUCKBOY ( kuwonu. )

xxxiii.

listen to the song above while u read ! xx 

every time he smiled I felt a strange pulling sensation right on my heart. I got butterflies every time he even glanced at me. the night had gone by so quickly. a few hours ago, the house was alive. drake was blasting through the speakers and me, Shania, Brandon, Edwin and Zion bounced around the house, having fun, laughing till our sides hurt. I was myself with them, loud and energetic. but now everything had stilled. it was calmer, peaceful.

it was only us now. I sat cross-legged at the end of his bed, the room illuminated by nothing but a few candles and the light from the night sky just outside the window. not much words were said, but it was a comfortable silence. I watched Zion, who was sat at the other end of the bed, against the wall looking gorgeous as ever. the moonlight highlighted his features, and the light from the candles made his pretty caramel skin look golden. my eyes wandered, watching the stars outside his window. 

"Sol?"

my attention averted back to the stunning man in front of me.

"thank you for coming tonight. I-" he paused, the tension was thick as he watched me so intensely I could almost feel it. "I had such a good time with you." he smiled, shaking his head. his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and on his cheeks were small but visible dimples. 

"I've never had a friend like you, Zion." I shrugged, tracing patterns on my legs. "you make me feel, I don't know..." I pause, studying his face as I try to think of the words I want to say. "Z, you make me feel whole."

he opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out. instead, he said this.

"tell me something in Spanish."

"what?" I frowned, confused.

"you said you would show me how you can speak Spanish, remember?"

"oh. yeah." I looked at my lap, searching my brain for something I should say to him.

"me estoy muriendo por besarte." I tell him, my stomach clenching as I wait for his response.

"what does that mean?"

I took a breath to steady myself. "I-I loved hanging out with you."

Zion raised an eyebrow, nodding.

there was a moment of silence, and I felt uneasy all of a sudden. my palms had gotten sweaty, and I no longer felt calm.

"me estoy muriendo por besarte." I repeated, clenching my hands into fists as I looked Zion in the eye.

"what?" he said, confusion evident on his face.

I swallowed and took a deep breath. 

"it means I'm dying to kiss you."

nothing else was said after that. nothing had to be. Zion slowly moved his body towards mine, my heart racing with every move he made. he cupped my cheek with so gently, and he looked at me as if I was the only girl in the world to him. he pressed his soft lips against my own, and I swear it was like fireworks were going off inside of me.

I was so terrified that something like this would happen. I was so terrified that I would catch feelings for a boy. I didn't want to have my heart broken again. but that night I let my guard down completely.

and I hope to God it wasn't a mistake.