twenty nine

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EDEN-JADE THURLOW

I waited aimlessly to hear a knock on my door, desperate to see Ethan. Ever since he had told me that he'd come over soon, I had been sitting around, waiting for him.

However, his entrance wasn't quite as expected, as the knock didn't come from the door. It came from my window, making my head snap back to see him standing outside, in the pouring rain.

I didn't hesitate to get up from my bed and open the window, allowing him to climb inside. The rain had completely messed up his hair and turned his light grey joggers dark, along with the black t shirt he wore. He looked adorable, I didn't realise how much I truly missed him until now.

When he was inside he shivered slightly, shutting the window behind him so that he could warm up. It took a few seconds for him to make eye contact with me, his hand running through his damp hair.
" I-I'm so sorry " Was all that he said, his words laced with guilt, as he looked down at me.
" I should have let you speak, I should have texted you- I-I just should have been here, for you. And I wasn't. So if you want nothing to do with me, I-I totally get it- " Ethan tried to say, his words nothing but the truth.

However, I couldn't help myself. I cut him off by sliding my arms over his shoulders, my fingertips running from the nape of his neck and into his hair. I stood so close that my body was pressed up against his own, my lips begging to feel Ethan's after what felt like so long. I didn't waste any more time before pressing my lips against his own, our eyes fluttering shut at the feeling we had missed so dearly.

Ethan's hands automatically landed at my waist, the boy taking a few seconds to kiss back. But when he did, the familiar feeling erupted throughout my veins, and I couldn't get enough. Ethan dropped the jacket that he held in his hand to the ground, as both of his hands reached up towards my face, and he kissed me so gently that I nearly melted into putty right there on the spot.

Kissing Ethan always felt like nothing I had ever experienced before.

Ethan pulled away for a short second and rested his forehead against my own, the two of us breathing heavily, so close to one another. It was an intimate moment, and I couldn't help but fear looking up into his mesmerising hazel eyes. They were too captivating, I could get lost in them for hours.
" God, you drive me crazy " Was all that he said, his words barely above a whisper, making the corners of my lips tug upwards slightly.
I slid my hand back onto the back of his neck and stood on my tiptoes once more, connecting my lips with his again. I never got used to the feeling, it was pure magic.

I knew so much about this boy, even the smallest, most meaningless, but adorable, things. Yet whenever he kissed me, it was as if I couldn't remember my own god damn name. It left me speechless, every time.

I pulled Ethan closer towards me, if possible, my tongue sliding into his mouth as I pushed him onto my bed, so that he was laying beneath me. I climbed over on top of him, his intense hazel eyes watching me as I straddled his waist.

" Jade- " Ethan tried to speak, as my small hands quickly tried to unbuckle his belt.
I fumbled with it, ignoring his words as I desperately pulled it off of his bottom half, before I felt his large hands stop me.
" Jade, stop " Ethan spoke a little clearer, making me freeze, staring down at him below me " You're not in the right frame of mind "
I plastered a fake smile onto my face when he said this, shaking my head vigorously. He was right, I wasn't. But something inside of me felt like I needed to do this, right now. And it wasn't because I wanted to. It was because this was the only way that I knew how to make myself feel needed.
" I am. Come on " I tried to argue with a laugh, attaching my lips to his neck.

Ethan's eyes squeezed shut out of pleasure as I sucked and nibbled on the skin around his collar bone, until they suddenly darted open again, and he gently shoved me off of him. I was now sitting on the bed beside him, the boy unable to look me in the eye.

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