Green Hearts

Chapter 19

Aren't people supposed to learn from their mistakes? That certainly should be the way of things but my brain just seems not to flow that way

I'll let you know why in a second

Once again I'm locked in my room against my will with him who is hell bent on melting me with all the staring he's doing

He's sitting across from me on Muna's bed, dark green orbs watching my every moment to the extent it seems very dangerous to be in the same room with him

But there's a light in his eyes

His demure may be dark and brooding, holding my gaze in anger but his eyes are warm. His lips are in a warm line and his face is relaxed watching me

I don't know how it's possible to be mad at someone yet still look calm enough to make me want to keep staring back at him

Only Jace can pull it off

We've been sitting this way for nearly twenty minutes and I'm afraid to move or even reach for my phone incase his eyes have lazer beams

Muna had pushed him into the room earlier this evening and he just rolled his eyes as he let himself get trapped

He'd walked straight in without even glancing my way, gone my wardrobe and changed into a pair of his sweats I'd stolen from him

I don't even know how he found out about that

Now here we sit, mortal enemies ready for battle to the death who will conquer and destroy.....

You've pretty much guessed correctly till now that I have no idea what I'm saying

"Why did you let her push you in here?" I ask him out of the blues. My eyeballs are hurting from all the staring so I decide to lie back in my bed with my eyes closed

I feel his calm eyes still watching me but I don't fret. A moment passes and he doesn't respond to my question

I crack my eyes open and glance at him when he doesn't reply me but he's has his eyes closed and his head leaning on the wall

I stare at him since it's been a while since I did that without scrutiny. His lashes are long and nearly touching his cheeks

His curly hair is loose and falls to his forehead, refusing to fall to the back like the rest of his hair that rests on his shoulders

"Cause I want to be here"

Oh so finally, decides that my question is worth an answer

"Aren't you supposed to be mad at me? Why would you want to be here?"

"Doesn't change anything" he says simply and I admire the way he seems to say things so nonchalantly when they mean so much at once

My eyes are tracing the gentle line of his lips when I notice something something glinting at the lower part of his mouth

"Did you get a lip piercing?" I ask

He nods slightly

"Why?"

"Cause I always wanted to get one" he breathes

His eyes open and meet mine. I feel absorbed into him immediately when I'm probably five feet apart from him

I suck a harsh breath and pull my lips between my teeth, closing my eyes just to gain control over myself since I seem to be loosing it

"I've always wanted to get a tattoo" I say

"Then you should get it"

Even if my eyes are closed, I can still see his mouth move in my head. The image has a new edit to it, a lip ring that makes me want to kiss the hell out of him

"I think I will" I say and sit up in my bed, turning to him. His expression hasn't changed since it got here but I see him daring me

I don't know if it's just my imagination or if his eyes are actually beckoning me to him, but I still do it

"Are you still mad at me?" My feet clad in batman socks meet the floor and I move to Muna's bed

"Yes" his eyes are watching me and he ever so slightly moves off the wall

"I'm not apologizing" I comment, leaning into Muna's bed

"I don't need it"

He grabs me and pulls my hand so that I fall on the bed and he's hovering above me

The first thing I feel when his lips meet mine is the cold feel of the little metal against my own lips and I shudder at the feeling that courses through my body

Maybe I should also get a lip piercing cause this feels amazing

His hands are pressed against my skin where it's exposed by the oversize crop top I have on and I feel lit on fire inside

His lips feel different as he kisses me. They are warm and in direct contrast with the ring that massages itself against my mouth

His hands slip behind me pushes our body so that they are tightly pressed against each other

I gasp in shock and tongue slips into my mouth and my tongue just follows his. Tasting, teasing and playing with mine.

The boy has got moves

My fingers run into is messy hair, tugging lightly at it and he groans into my mouth which makes want to giggle like an idiot

We're both reaching a shortage of breath when his lips pepper hot kisses around the corners of my mouth before they harass my neck in the most pleasant way possible

His hands are roaming my body and I let them. My body stiffens when his hands graze over my breast and his teeth graze sharply at my skin before his lips cover the spot with that damn lip ring sending shivers down my body

"Oh God, Jace" I moan, my fingernails softly digging into his skin as my hands are in his shirt

"Fuck" he breathes, breaking away from my skin. He falls into the bed beside me, our chests heaving as we catch our breaths

It's times like this that make me confused if we're fighting or not

I feel his eyes on me and when I turn, his green orbs are watching me, but not a brooding way like before

He doesn't say anything, just hugs me with his head on my chest and his arms wrapped around my waist

I smile at him even if he can't see it with his eyes closed and long lashes tickling at my skin as his eyelids flutter

I'm smiling because my brain finally seems to interprete the question the question I've been asking myself for a while now

Why can't I help falling for him?