♡Run Boy Run♡

8 "Kiss me." (pt. 2)

I quickly pull an oversized white Obey hoodie over my body, giving myself one last look in the mirror. I'm wearing simple skinny jeans and a hoodie, nothing special.

I tuck a loose piece of hair behind my ear, then make my way to my bedroom window.

I lift one leg out of the window, looking back into my room for a second. But then just say fuck it. I'm just going with Tristan. Nothing bad can happen. I think to myself, as my heart beat quickens.

I see him waiting at the bottom of a small ladder that's balanced against the side of my house.

I climb down, jumping off the last step.

Tristan grabs my hand in his, leading me as he walked backwards towards the back gate of his house, looking around to see if anyone could see us.

He pulled me up to his motorcycle, "Are you scared?" A smirk pulls at the corner of his lips as he looked down at me. He picked up one of the bike helmets, holding it out for me.

'Yes' "No." I take the helmet from his hand, stepping closer to the bike. I'm terrified to say the least.

He stepped in front of me, moving some of my hair out of the way, taking the helmet and placing it over my head.

"Suits you." He smiled, then grabbed the other helmet, sitting on the bike. I'm already getting goosebumps.

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My arms tightened around Tristan's waist as the cold night breeze rushed through me. My heart pounding violently against my chest, I wouldn't be surprised if Tristan could feel it.

The world sped by us so quickly, making everything appear in a blur. A feeling of excitement and thrill, made my grip tighten even harder, even though I smiled so hard my cheeks grew sore.

I felt Tristan's body vibrate in laughter, as if he knew exactly how I'm feeling. I can't help but be a tiny bit scared.

The bike engine roared as we sped down an unrecognizable road. There barely seemed to be any houses around this area, only trees and the odd car passing by.

Suddenly, more buildings started to appear, I think we're on the other side of town. We'd only been driving for maybe five minutes or so but the other side of town isn't far from where we live.

The bike slowly came to a stop at some broken down looking apartment building. Tristan removed his helmet then got off the bike as I just sat there. This place already gives me the creeps.

"What're we doing here?" I take off my helmet then shot him an impatient look.

"We're going on the roof." He took my helmet, placing both ours down. He then looked down at me, a light smile rising onto my lips as our eyes latched. "What. Is someone scareddd?" He said, dragging out the last word as his hands leaned against either sides of me on the bike.

"Is this your plot to kill me? Pushing me off a rooftop? So creative of you mister Andrews." I spoke as his face got closer to mine, an amused smirk tugging at his lips.

"Oh baby don't tempt me." He whispered onto my lips sending a wave of heat through me. He grabbed my hand and quickly tugged me away from the bike and towards the apartment building.

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Tristan sat down on the edge of the apartment roof, his legs hanging off the three story drop as I stood a body's length away from the edge.

"Hannah if you don't sit down next to me right now I might just take up that offer and push you off the edge." He said as he lights a joint he'd been hiding behind his ear.

"That's not very nice." I say as I walk closer to him, my legs feeling like jelly. I'm terrified of heights.

"Well I'm not a nice person." He says while exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. His droopy eyes shifted onto me as I still stood three feet behind him.

He put the joint down, standing up "Come here." He reaches out to my waist, making me squeal and run away further.

His arms wrap around my waist from behind as he tugged me closer to the edge. "Tristan please no!" I screamed in fright until his grip on me loosened.

"Just sit by me, why're you all the way over here." He frowned, dramatically plumping out his bottom lip. A smile rose onto my lips making him smile too. My heart ached. He's being too cute.

"I'm scared." He watched my eyes as I looked into his slightly bloodshot ones.

"Forget you're scared alright. See this?" He walked closer to the edge grabbing the joint and putting it between his lips. "I'm fearless!" He turned his back to the edge, his feet getting a little too close to it as he smiled a toothy grin. "If I'm fine right now, you'll be fine sitting on the edge with me." He reached his hand out for me, standing a little wobbly on his feet.

"Tristan stop." I took his hand, pulling him closer to me instead of the edge. His hands finding my waist like always. I take the joint from his lips and instead put it between mine. Inhaling deeply as I feel Tristan press his lips to my cheek. My eyes dart to the incredibly orange and pink sunrise revealing itself behind us.

"Don't destroy yourself like I did." His eyes meet mine, as I let the smoke escape my lungs without exhaling.

"How would I do that." I take a seat cross legged, maybe three feet away from the edge, as Tristan follows my actions. I sit between his legs as my back rests against his chest.

"By being here with me... by letting me kiss you." I can feel his eyes on me, but I'm too focused on the sunrise to look back at him. I take another hit, feeling it burn my lungs I quickly exhale with multiple coughs. "Sloww downn Ms. one hit." He takes the joint from me, putting it out as he laughs at my distress.

"Shut up." I try to push myself away from him, but he instead wraps his arms around me, and nuzzles his face into my neck.

I feel my cheeks growing hot as I feel his breath repeatedly hitting my neck. "Mm you smell good." He mumbles, tightening his hold on me. My heart is basically eating itself out of my chest as I melt into him, my body slouching into his.

"Tristan you're high." I speak, tension dripping with my every word.

He laughs "And you're beautiful."

Xoxo
- h u m b l e 🐝