Wicked Games (book one)

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song for chapter:
you are the reason - olivia penalva (cover)
| there goes my heart beating, and you are the reason |
(highly recommend + put on repeat THE SONG HAS A MAJOR EFFECT THIS CHAPTER)

jaylee's pov
saturday

my fingers gently played with the brown strands of ethans soft hair as I laid on my side-my body laying on top of his.

my elbow held me up as my opposite hand played with his hair, our legs laid still being intertwined with one another.

he laid flat on his back as his light hazel eyes looked up to me, focusing in on me as he kept his thoughts to himself.

we sat in silence, only the sound of light music playing in the background as both our of heads filled with different thoughts.

his breathing was deep and slow, making his chest move up and down.

as I looked at him, my mind wouldn't stop reminiscing over the thought of that blond kid telling me that all of this is fake.

it couldn't be, could it? every single thing we've been through and talked about, how could it all not be real?

i scanned over each of his facial features, admiring him being here with me right now.

his softened eyes watched me, blinking every few seconds as his long eyelashes copied.
his sharp eyebrows, not narrowed nor raised, defining the expression on his face.
his pink lips, sitting still as they tempted me.

my eyes stayed on his as his hand raised slowly, grabbing onto a strand of my hair, then tucking it behind me ear softly.

instead of taking his hand away from me, he placed it onto to my jaw-this thumb softly rubbing the side of my cheek.

I watched as his tongue pushed through his lips, licking them quickly. his hand pulled my neck a little bit, nudging me so I'd get the hint to lean down.

taking the hint, I leaned downwards letting him have all of the control as his lips pressed into mine.

heat traveled down my entire body from his touch, but I could feel that my heart wasn't into it. it just felt off, I felt off.

his lips strongly grabbed my bottom lip, kissing it hard as I kissed him back, just with less passion.

the strength he was using decreased as he slowed down a bit. after only a couple of seconds, he pulled away letting his eyes open to meet mine.

"what's wrong?" his eyebrows were narrowed sharply, sounding concerned about me.

I shook my head a tad, confused on how he could tell something was off just by kissing me. "what do you mean?"

"you're kissing differently, I can tell." he sat up from where he was laying down, fully sitting up on the bed as he looked down to me. "are you okay?" he questioned.

I broke eye contact with him, looking down to the bed. after a couple of seconds, I exhaled a large breath-sitting up straight right in front of him.

my hand grabbed onto the white pillow next to the bed frame, putting it into my lap as I looked down to it keeping my thoughts inside my head.