Wanting Her

Chapter 7

-HIM-

As I walk in the hallway, silence with no students filling the space. Something stop in my track.

Or rather, by someone.

Her.

I saw her at the hallway. Facing her locker.

Standing in all her magnificent self without a care in the world. Stunned to see her there. Didn't expect to see her there. For a moment I thought I was dreaming. But then, she turn to her side.

Fucking hell. She's goddess.

Her eyes widens noting me standing there. Maybe she's as surprised as I am to see her.

I walk towards her.

Her eyes turn wider and I saw her face panicking a little.

Adorable, I thought.

She panicked for a moment and glance around the hallway to look at anyone in presence. Fortunately for me, there are only the two of us.

She makes a step back when I'm near her. She stops until her back hits her locker. Her book in her arms.
I stop in front of her. I stand so close our toes are almost touching.

"Lana." I called for her. But she just stays silent.

We stare for a what feels like hours but it's just a few minutes. It feels like eternity with her.

Can't help myself, I lean forward until I'm breath away from her and place my face in the crook of her neck. She's stiff against me.

Her scents invade my lung and I breathe in her scent. My nose is trailing up and down her neck. Wanting to feel her soft skin against mine.

"Lana." I called her again. A whisper only she can hear.

I don't wait for her reply but continue by peppering soft kisses on her exposed skin. I can feel her pulse quickening under my lips. I feel her tilting her neck to me. Giving me permission to continue my exploration. I hear the book that she has been holding to her chest and her bag fall to the floor with a thud.

I place my hand on her hips. Just enough pressure to let her know I'm not letting her go just yet.

"Ethan. What are you doing?" She asked. She whispered with panic but there is no trace of fear in her voice.

I love it. She's not afraid of me.

"Lana. What are you doing to me?" I lift my face from her neck and bends down a little so that we're eye to eye. So that I can look at her green one.

She just stares without saying a word. Panic starts to creep upon me when she doesn't respond.

My eyes staring hard at her and watch her blink.

"Why?" Her voice sounded chocked. She looks confused.

Does she have any idea how much she affects me. The thought of being with her excites me everytime. I don't think I can go through a day without her in my mind.

I want to be the one to make her laugh. I want to be the one to fills her thought everyday. I want to be the one that she can lean on whenever she needs someone. I want to be the one that wipes away her trace of tear when she's sad. I want to be the one that get to kiss her everyday every second of the day.

Everything. I want to be her everything.

"You're so beautiful."

And she laughs nervously at my answer. I frown because I don't get what's the part of being funny.

"You do this to anyone you just met?"

"No. I don't do this to anyone. Only to you."

She stops laughing at my words. Her eyes flashes something before it was gone.

I frown more. She thinks I'm not serious. My hands that are on her hips, I move it to round her waist and pull her flushed to me. Chest to chest.

Heaven.

She gasps realizing that she has nowhere to escape except facing me. Right in front her face. She scowls and I see fire lit her eyes. Oh, she's mad.

She's spitfire.

My spitfire.

"Let me go, Ethan." She struggles for a while but I just tighten my hold on her waist. Just wanting to feel her close.

"You think I'm not being serious?"

She continue to scowl. The fire in her eyes is still visible. I grin at her. After a moment, she melts a little in my arms.

Gosh I love her against me.

"What are you doing to me?" I lean into her ear. And kiss the sensitive skin just below it.

She's quite while I continue my assault on her skin. "I've never felt this way with anyone."

"Why me? There are many other beautiful girl that's begging your attention. It's not that hard to find you a girl who wants you."

I smile at that. "Does that mean, you think I'm attractive?" I smile wider when her pink cheeks reddened even more.

So beautiful.

And so mine.

"Of course that's the best conclusion you can come up with." She huffs with annoyance. "Can you let me go? I can't breathe." Her eyes stern on me before she rolls her eyes.

Man, even that's hot. She's hot. Totally.

But I just stare at her wanting to consume and memorize everything on her beautiful face. Not until she stomps my foot and I totally loosen my arms around her.

I suddenly miss the feel of her body but my foot needs my attention now. I hiss in pain.

"I said to let me go asshole. Do you not understand English?" She picks her bag and run out of the building. I laugh while I stare at her.

My spitfire.

But when I look down. Her book is left on the floor. My smile turns to full white teeth. This is going to be interesting.