Destined To Be.

Chapter 2

James

The night has settled and the stars are out. I sit on the ledge of my bedroom window, my feet dangling below. Smoke bellows around me as finish one fag and light up another.

I look across at the window opposite me and see that the lights are out and the window is still open meaning that Ayla hasn't retired to bed yet.

Thinking about her , causes my gut to clench as I vividly remember the kiss we shared earlier. Well,to tell you the truth it was more of a forceful kiss than mutual , but when I remember her responding my face flushes at the memory.

Why? Why the hell did I have to go and kiss her. I don't know what came over me, all I remember is this sudden need to claim those lips and claim them I did.

Damn, those lips of hers. So innocent yet so sinful. She has lush, full pouty lips that begs your attention. In fact everything about Ayla has my attention whether I want it or not. She's so incredibly beautiful that on more than a few occasions I had to avoid her at all cost or else I can't help myself and stare like a lovesick idiot when she's around and then have to act like a dick to cover up my true feelings.

And she's totally oblivious of the havoc of emotions she causes within me.

I hate that I had to keep her at arms length and the way she acts towards me is justified. I take the full blame really as for the past couple of years I've distanced myself from her. I know I've hurt her. I can see it in her beautiful, blue eyes and I despise myself for it.

I hate that she hates me.

I hate the misconceptions she has about me.

I hate that she thinks I've deserted her.

I hate that she is the only girl I want.

I hate that I love her with all my heart and can't have her.

Sighing heavily, I finish my smoke and look up towards the sky. Nighttime is my favourite time of the day. The sky is so beautiful and full of mystery. Ayla and I as kids would constantly be looking out through her telescope when we were younger, making up stories that were so far fetched that we would either end up arguing ...laughing or both.

Suddenly the light opposite comes on and I wait for her to come towards the window. The first thing she will do is let her hair loose and look up towards the sky, a beautiful smile playing around her luscious lips. Normally I'll be watching her secretly from my window with the lights off but I don't know what has me tempted to face her today.

Maybe it's to do with the kiss.

She does have her hair loose and as she approaches the window she stops in her tracks when she sees me. She doesn't break eye contact but reaches out and pulls at something. She then proceeds to cover her head with the scarf she is now holding and wraps it loosely around her shoulders.

Fuck, she's so beautiful. She has a natural beauty that makes you do a double take when you see her. Her modest attire may cover her up but the way she carries herself tells you that she has a wicked body beneath all those clothes.

From an adventurous, cute tomboy , to a beautiful, sexy young woman and I love all aspects of her.

She breaks her gaze and looks up towards the sky..true to word a smile plays on her lips. I can't stop staring at her whilst she continues gazing at the star studded sky. The full moon gives out a natural light and she looks bewitching underneath its light.

A minute pass...

Then Two...

Three...

"Will you quit staring at me like some creep!" Her voice is laced with annoyance as she continues staring upwards.