*Rachel POV*
I finally got home, and plopped onto the couch with a sigh. It's still dark out, and Kris is still in bed. He's still in bed. I think. I hope. I stayed laying on the couch in the dark living room. But I didn't feel right. I felt like all my burdens, hopes, desires, were out of me. But there was a giant cloud of guilt was rising in my body. I couldn't believe what I did. We weren't drunk, and it wasn't him. It was me. At first, I was going to kiss him on the cheek. Just a small, (yet more passionate) kiss on the cheek. Just so he didn't feel so embarrassed about the kiss at the bar. Nothing but a kiss on the cheek. But with the rain sprinkiling on his pale, warm, face, they way it seemed that the moonlight had a love for his eyes and made them shine so brightly. It was like his eyes were the night sky. I just can't explain it. It looked like his lips needed the feeling of mine. It didn't. It just happened. It shouldn't of. But I liked it. Not just liked, but loved. It felt like I was missing something before. It felt like I was blind of something the whole time before. I can't think about this. I can't let Kris find out.
I took off his jacket, and got in bed with him. I wrapped my arms around his warm, conforting body and he woke up, and smiled at me.
"I love you, Rachel."
He said with his tired voice, and smiled up at me.
I whispered "I love you too".
He rested his head on my pillow right beside my face, and he wrapped his legs between mine and fell back to sleep.
I started tearing up a little, and shut my eyes trying to sleep. I couldn't help but cling to his body for comfort.
"I love you Kris"
I repeated in my head. I can't do anything like that with Luhan ever again.
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Newly Married to Kris
FanfictionKris and Rachel are newly married, but act like they don't even like each other. Or at least that is what goes on at first. As they journey in their new lives as husband and wife, they eventually believe that they love each other. Until they have do...
