Ms. Perfect

Chapter 13

The outside. It looks so... Wow. Just wow. It looks like a desert but a beautiful one. Orange sand, wind, some tiny plants. It's perfect.

"Come on Amy let's hide!" Dylan whispers.
"Hide?! Let's go, the outside is here! Let's run!"
"No, there are guards, Amy! We need to hide, now!"

He grabs my hand and pulls me to the closest room. He quickly opens the door and we end up in some kind of.. a storage room? Whatever, I don't care! My dream was right in front of me!

"What?! Dylan, we have to run!"
"No, we can't! I'm sorry, Amy."
"Sorry for what?!"

He closes my mouth with his big hand and I try to say something but I can't.

"Shhh... It's okay, Amy, it's okay, I'm here, it's okay." He tries to calm me down with his husky, sexy voice. It works for a moment, but then I remember that he just pulled me away from my dream.

"Are you calm?"

I don't know. Am I?

"Amy, I'm sorry but we had no choice. There were guards. I'm not gonna put you in danger. We have a plan, we can do this. Now wasn't a right time."

He finally lets go of my mouth and I start crying, as quietly as I can, so the people outside won't hear. I look really weird when I cry. I make the usual crying voice, but I have no tears. Dylan probably thinks it's strange.

"No... Amy, please.. don't cry, please. I hate to see you like this."
"T-Then why d-did you have t-to do this?!"
"I told you, we wouldn't have made it. It wasn't our opportunity. Please, Amy, stop crying, I wouldn't have done this if I didn't think it was the right thing."

I keep crying and he hugs me.

Here I am, crying in someone's embrace, knowing I have no right to, since Dylan did the smartest thing he could've done.

"I'm sorry, Dyl."
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Amy."
"I just- I...", I take a deep breath, trying to keep myself composed, "I saw the outside, I fucking just saw my dream, in front of me, and I was a second away from reaching it!"
"I know, Amy, I know, but you will. You will see your dream again, and this time, you'll reach it. I promise."
"Thank you. For doing this. For being here."
"I'll always be here, Amy."

We look deeply into each other's eyes, sitting on the cold floor and leaning on a closet. None of that matters to me, as long as Dyl is here.

"Amy, c-can I kiss you?"
Oh my god oh my god oh my god!!!
"It depends." I tease him and he gives me a confused look. "Can I kiss you back?"

He can't wait any longer and pulls me closer to him by my shoulders. I close my eyes and I finally feel his soft lips on mine. I open my mouth and let his tongue slide into it, it's warm. Our tongues dance together at a perfect tempo, and I put my hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. After a few moments, our lips separate. It was perfect. Everything I've imagined and more, and even though I'm sitting on this cold floor, I feel warm inside. And it's all thanks to him. Dylan. The man of my dreams. My everything.

Here I am, falling in love with my fucking bodyguard. This is something I could never think about, a few months ago. But now, it seems real. I'm finally happy. Dylan Harris makes me happy.

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Author's note:

Awwww!!! So fucking cute!!!!!! I'm so happyyyyy!

Hahaha what do you think? Finally something happened between these two. Took them long enough...

Anyways, please support my story if you're enjoying it <3

Love you,
Sum.

(June 2020)