Lydia's POV
I haven't seen or spoken to Lyric since he left which was a week ago, I miss him. I've been avoiding Kevin at all costs and manged to stay away from him for going on nine days now.
I'm sitting in my room playing guitar when my phone dings, I grab it and look. It's a friend request on Facebook for someone named Jordan Dylan, who in the fuck?
I message the guy who has a guitar as his profile picture.
Me: Who are you?
Jordan: Your stalker.
WHAT?!
A video chat crosses my screen it's from him, I answer it hesitantly.
"Oh my god you asshole!" I scream.
He laughs. "Wow Lyds why the fuck would you answer a video call from a guy who claims to stalk you? You have no self preservation at all do you?" He asks.
"Shut up." I growl. "I can't believe you Lyric!"
He laughs hysterically falling backwards onto a bed.
"Haha." I grumble. "You're hilarious."
"I agree." He laughs again.
"What do you want?" I ask him irritatedly.
"Don't be angry at me cupcake." He slurs.
"Ugh! You're drunk!" I yell at him.
"So what?" He asks standing up and laughing. "Nobody's perfect boo." He falls and laughs again.
"Why are you so drunk?" I ask him.
"Well I was trying to drink my thoughts away but then they got the best of me which is why I called you." He admits and gives me a crooked smile.
"Drink what thoughts away?" I ask.
"Of you obviously." He rolls his eyes.
How the fuck does he do that?
He manages to say the exact right thing at the exact right time striking a nerve and sending butterfly's into my stomach.
My body is suddenly ten times hotter than it should be...
I bite my lip and blush.
He groans.
"What's wrong?" I ask confused.
"I hate it when you bite your lip like that." He whispers.
Some part of me insists not to ask him what he means, the other part of me ignores that.
"Why?" I ask.
"Cause I wanna bite your lip." He whispers and licks his lips.
I fist the sheets, my breathing becoming heavier.
What the fuck is happening to me?
"Lyric, I miss you." I whisper.
"You should have come with me."
Fuck yeah I should of, I mean I wanted too...
"Sorry." I whisper.
A devilish smirk appears on his face, he's gonna say something he shouldn't I know it.
"It's okay Lyds, you can cum with me when I get home." He winks.
What is he talking about?
Then it sinks in and my jaw drops.
YOU ARE READING
Lyric Storm
RomanceThis story is fiction none of the characters are real, this is from my own imagination. HOWEVER I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THE MUSIC OR PHOTO'S IN THIS BOOK AND WILL GIVE CREDIT TO EVERY ARTIST WHO ORIGINALLY SANG/WROTE THE SONG! Being stupid...
