True love can change you, make you a better person.

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Bexey's POV

I walked out of Gus's hotel, absolutely starstruck. God, he kissed me. I've kissed alot of people before, and I didn't feel anything like this. I guess I might not be a "heartless sociopath" after all. I leaned against the building feeling my heart flutter in my chest. I took a deep breath and shook of the feeling off. I headed towards a corner store to buy some cigarettes, purely because I was too lazy to go back to my apartment to get my own. God, I hope he's not just leading me on. I walked through the park nearby and in that time I smoked two fags. I decided to go home afterwards because my cellphone was at my house and to be honest I was just hoping he'd messaged me. I went upstairs to my apartment and pulled out my cell phone. A Lot of people have iPhones but I didn't really grow up with them, I grew up in a psychiatric facility, and to be honest I find apple products quite confusing. We weren't allowed to have iPhones in the facility but we did get flip phones, or ones that didn't have data. I went into my kitchen and picked up my pink bedazzled flip phone of off the countertop. I flipped through the messages from a couple other people and saw ones from an unknown number.

"Angel, it's Gustav"

Him calling me angel gave me that warm feeling again, like how I had when he kissed me. Leaning against the counter I felt my switch blade in my pocket and pulled it out. It reminded me of this morning's little 'accident' and I couldn't help but get a little hot and bothered by it. I stroked myself with the dull side of the blade and bit my lip. "Gus" I breathed. Gustav is a really hot name. It kinda turned me on more. I imagined his tall figure looming over my and couldn't help myself. I put my hand down my pants and leaned against the counter. I let out whimpers as I felt myself get close and threw my head back. I don't usually act like this but I was under his spell. And just before I climaxed I heard my cell phone ring. It was Gus's number so I stopped and answer, a little out of breath. "Hey, it's Gus."

"H-hey Gus it's Bex." I felt myself twitching in my shorts and I had to fight myself to control. "Are you okay, baby boy?" The nickname didn't help my situation. God, this isn't fair. I don't understand how a person could have this sort of affect on me. Especially someone I just met. But god, do I like it. "I'm okay," I said quickly. I could hear the suspension in his voice "I just accidentally cut myself, I gotta g-go." "Are you okay?"

"U-uh-huh"

"Let me take you out to dinner tonight?"

I smiled and practically squealed yes. And the second he hung up I took a shower and got rid of my damn erection.

I'm not gonna rewrite this :/