Unrequited love

dix

the nervousness. the paranoia.

"A grocery shop has been robbed, 1 person was hurt in the robbery  If anyone knows anything about the robbers, please contanct the local police station." 

fuck.

"Isn't it amazing?" 

"what?"

"the adrenaline." the adrenaline? is he normal?

"more like the fear of getting caught." He stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"want something to drink?" I shook my head. "no, thanks." 

"stop bitting your lips." he said coming back to the living room. "bite mine instead." he then kissed me and I bit his lips, making him go hard instantaneously. "someone's turned on." he breathed heavily when I pulled his tshirt off his torso.he climbed on top of me and it all happened all over again. 

i didn't mind though.

/ /

I wanna be yours - arctic monkeys; no thank you

live or die - lana del rey; hell no

the a-team - ed sheeran; come on

flawless - the neighborhood; no one's flawless k stop lying Jesse

I sighed, turning the option shuffle off and picking some random marina and the diamonds song. the melody made my energy reboost-marina's songs always do.

shit. I thought when I stepped into mud in my new chelsea boots.

Sighing again, I thought about how it would be if we'd get caught. I mean, it's not like anyone could recognize us,there weren't any cameras and there were only a few people in the store. still, everything's possible, the bad and the good.

the good thing was, it was the first time he said something that could actually mean he cared about me.

it also made me feel alive. even if it sounds stupid, I felt alive.

maybe, jusy maybe I feel too much.

and I know how this seems like. at first I was all glad i finally felt something, but now it seems like every emotion that exists is so powerful, like even the smallest, the most not important moments can make me feel the most.

can one feel too much? or just feel the wrong ways?

"you're a teenager, you're kind of projecting forward and romanticizing what it would be like. when you're a teenager, obviously,  everything is like an apocalypse."

"yeah, I suppose you're right." I looked at him and observed every detail of him through the entire ride to his flat.

he sets this fire inside of me and all I can hope is he won't burn me inside out.

a/n: ahh I love poetic writing haha and the pic u see in this chapter is hella rad haha okay so !! important! !! on Wednesday im seeing them!!!! im sweating!!!! jesus take the wheel!!!