Pinky Promises

Broken Promises

" (Y/N) come on you promised"

" You can't break a promise"

Those words. Those damn words running through my head like a fucking rollercoaster, the crack in her voice when she spoke those words, broke my heart into more than a million pieces. The hurt and disappointment behind her eyes. Oh god her eyes. Those eyes could speak more words than humanly possible. Those deep brown eyes that I get lost in every time I look at her. 

I groaned as I threw myself on my bed trying my hardest to forget her eyes. I wrapped myself up in my duvet, making me look like a human burrito. I reached for my tv remote which was luckily placed next to my pillows. Maybe tv will help me forget even if it's just for a little bit. I turned on Netflix and put on The Vampire Diaries if anything was going to help me, it was a vampire called Damon Salvatore. 

Two whole episodes later and I have no idea what had happened in them because her god damn eyes and words are still stuck in my head. I groan yet again and sit up instantly regretting it as all the heat I contained all left my body and was replaced by a cold brush of air all along my legs making me shiver. I grabbed my phone regretting what I was about to do. I pushed all my thoughts to the back of my head and let her eyes drive me. 

With hesitancy, I typed out an " I have never broken pinky promises and I don't plan on starting now. I'll do it." As soon as I sent that message I gasped for air, not realising I was holding my breath. I threw my phone to the other side of my room and myself back on my bed.  I was shortly joined by my Huskey Suk, who even though his name means 'rock' for a strong dog, he is really just a big fluff ball. He curled up next to me as I drifted off into a slumber.

There she was, curled up while her head was resting on my thigh. God did she look so beautiful, effortlessly beautiful. I was sat there while the movie played in the background, her focus on the movie, but how I longed for her focus was on me instead. While my focus was on her...it's always on her. I was mesmerized by her, from her long soft shiny red hair, her perfect little button nose, her lips and her perfectly sculpted hips. So perfect that the gods themselves couldn't even sculpt something. Someone that is perfect.

My hand rested on her waist, my hand fit perfectly on her was like she was made for me. She was the perfect person for me, but she just didn't know it yet. I slowly leaned down to place my lips on the top of her head, taking in the mixture of smells from the shampoo she uses to her natural smell, it was the perfect mixture of vanilla and cinnamon, it was intoxicating. She giggled sweetly and quietly, I felt my heart race and melt just by hearing her. I put my hand on her hair playing with her hair slowly, she slowly looked up at me smiling, as soon as our eyes met I think I died inside.

She slowly started to lean upwards towards me. Time started to move slower than usual, our eyes still locked, like an unbreakable bond. She started getting closer and I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think straight I just couldn't do anything, I was paralysed in the moment of time like it was on a never-ending cycle of torture just before our lips meet. The moment was coming closer I dared to breathe in and I got hit by her intoxicating smell, I felt like I was falling in love all over again, the pain the suffering, but it was all worth it, all the pain in the world was worth it, for her. Only for her. Her nose touched mine ever so slightly just as she closed her eyes as leant in once more before we met in the middle. The moment was here I was finally about to kiss the girl I have been hopelessly in love with for years. Heart racing at one hundred miles an hour. Finally about to kiss...

I shot up breathless and body sweating. I looked around me realising I was still in my room and it was all a dream...Just a dream.