SHORT STORIES

beautiful nightmares pt2

There are some people who bring out the worst in you and some who bring out the best. And then there are those who are remarkably rare, addictive ones who bring out the most, of everything. They make you feel so alive, that you would walk straight to hell to keep getting your fix.

That's Israel

I was addicted to his kisses, his touch, his scent. Everything about him was so beautiful. He was an addiction I would never stop taking. He was a drug I couldn't get enough of.

Two weeks had gone by like this. I would find my eyes staring into forest green eyes.

He hadn't changed a bit from his physical appearance.

Dark midnight hair loosely fell on his head but most of the time it was messy like he had been running his fingers through his hair but it still it looked hot. A straight nose, high cheekbones, those pink full lips that I had been dreaming to feel against mine again. Sometimes I find my eyes just staring at them and biting my own. Strong jaw that I had kissed multiple times. His long neck...I remembered I left a lot of bruises on them with my lips. His amazing slender body that I have been dying to see again.

His eyes were so beautiful. They were dark forest green and like the forest I would get lost in them. He also had light grey mixed in them to make it even more beautiful. Just thinking about his eyes made my heart beat fast against my chest.

What the hell? Why am i thinking about him. He's probably not thinking about me. ARRRGGHHH!!!

I snap back into reality. I shift my eyes from his smoldering gaze that made me squirm in my seat.

God i hate him so much. Why did he have to be so beautiful. Why did God have to make this so complicated.

I look back at the teacher to find him staring back at me, again. I bit my lip and smile a small innocent smile. He shakes his head as he goes back to lecturing the class.

"Okay class you will be paired up with a classmate for your quarter one project that is due at the end of this quarter" he announces. The girls and boys gives each other looks knowing that they will be partners.

"You can choose them now" he says. Immediately after he says this students jump out of their seats to go and find their partners.

I was surprised some guys came to me asking

"viven will you be my partner"

"Partners?"

"Hey viven wanna work together?"

It was too crowded I couldn't breathe.

"No she won't be working with you guys." came a smooth voice behind me that made my insides melt.

"Why?" all of them asked in unison.

"Because she will be working with me" I could hear his signature smirk. That let my stomach tumble inside.

All left me and then it was me and him

Israel

My heart was beating fast against my chest as he pulled up a chair across from me.

He stares at me with his beautiful eyes. I look down at my lap finding no way to look at something so beautiful. I fidget and squirm in my seat from the intensity of his gaze. My breathing comes out by more force.

"Okay so this is the rubric. We will split our jobs I'll do the prewriting, you'll write the rough draft and then we'll both do the final. Got it?" he asks me.

But I was busy staring at his lips that I didn't notice he was talking.

"Did you hear me," I shake my head. "Yes sor-ry". I bit my own lip not looking at him. I was so embarrassed.

It was quiet around us for awhile. Until Israel broke it. "Fuck" he whispered. I jump slightly taking me off guard. I look up at him in confusion.

I catch his dark eyes looking at me. A small gasp escapes my parted lips. His eyes fall upon my lips. I felt myself uncomfortable under his gaze.

Oh god what are you doing to me Israel? Why do you make me feel so weak! I'm supposed to be mad at you!!

"Attention students, you both have to finish this project somehow. We won't working on this in class, so you and your partner have to find some way to finish. For example: through email, working in the library, or even at home. Okay?" Mr Clark announced.

The kids nod their heads in understanding.

"Okay then lets move on."