My eyes snap open. I'm lying on a sofa drenched in sweat and groaning in pain as red blotches appear on my skin. Where am I? What did that Irish guy say to me? How am I going to explain this to my 'parents'?
"I see you're awake." He says, Standing in the doorway
"I guess so." I say yawning and rubbing my eyes.
"I would have woken you sooner but you looked so cute lying there." He says after a moment.
"You were watching me sleep?" I ask. Cute? Are you serious? Who says that?
" I cannot prevent myself from looking at such a beautiful person, can I?" He says and I am blown away by the fact that he called me beautiful. I've known him for like 5 minutes and he's calling me beautiful? I'm confused. He walks over to the sofa and sits down.
"I asked you a question, didn't I?" He asks. His tone of voice tells me that he's annoyed.
"Well you could easily do-" I begin but before I can finish he leans over and kisses me. The fact that I burn when I come into contact with water doesn't matter and all of my worries melt away for a brief second. Then for about 30 seconds after I just sit there staring at him, by face bright red.
"I knew that would shut you up."
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Demons & Powers
FantasyJust a random story I made about a girl called Ruby Delarosa.