"Right there he makes his apperance once more, for what, I don't know . . . ."
Xandra
Ya it made me want to fall on his feet, like I would do that.
I rolled my eyes and looked straight at him with my laser beam eyes, making a hole in his thick skull, did his head burn, If you ask me that, than nope it didn't he is safe and sound, maybe because his so called skull was made up of cement.
Hell I would even want to have a home made up of it, I would ask the name of the cement later.
But for now, it is a fake call, I am damn sure it is a fake call, tell me how can I take him as him, not possible, absolutely impossible.
He is no one, he is not him, tell me then why is my heart beating so fast, am I nervous, am I unstable, Oh my god I am sick, I am sick.
Damn, I squinted my eyes and hoped for it not to be true, although I know there is only this possibility fitting the criteria, see my hands are cold, my breathing is rigid all the more I don't feel like to beat anyone for now, it is crazy.
Don't take it wrong, It is not a problem to get a dangerously pointed needle peirce its way through my skin, the problem is price.
See I wasted my money on those yummy take out, but who am I to complain they are god damn tasty. The yummy flavor, rich in spices and so cheesy, I wouldn't like to exchange it for anything. Hey I like to eat.
Now the budget it is never enough to fill my stomach, and this sickness is making its way to my mind.
He made me sick, do I want to tear him into pieces damn well I want to and hell ya I also want to rearrange his face even though I have not seen it full. Hell I don't even want to, You do I know my conscious said great timing I mutter to myself.
A fake call, I said to myself and turned back slowly, my eyes never leaving his.
I halted midstep when he finally looked up, now fully.
I sucked in a deep breath as I suddenly changed my phase, my whole body went rigid. When I didn't answered to his previous call ,he stared at me with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
Compiling, "Zachary" I mummerd in a low voice too sure it wouldn't reach him but it did as he nodded. All of a sudden their was awkward silence and the tension in the air increased.
Out of corner of my eye I saw him flushing a deep scarled red. Cute, just like before!
He shifted his gaze towards the ground and I followed it.
It is not good, I am becoming soft for what I will never know, he left me on streets crying for Pete's sake, unwanted memories rushed to my mind following the similar flow, he is a coward, a coward prince, though he is good in the matter of looks, I bushed, god dammit!
I took a step forward but soon retraced it.
Oh god it's nerve wrecking!
I pushed my hair to the side and looked anywhere but in his eyes.
Only if he spoke first, I chanted.
"Xandra are you okay"
I snapped up and damn I think bad luck never leave my side because as soon as I did so I looked up straight into his eyes, forest green with a speck of gold, unique isn't it.
He was so close that I could smell in his cologne. The close approximately sent the butterflies in my stomach to go frenzy. I'd didn't help the fact that Zachary was straight on staring my lips with a lust and . . . . .love?
Unconsciously I licked my lips.
"Don't do that", he groaned "Unless you're . . . . . ."
He trailed off as I bit my bottom lip.
He stiffened up at the action and leaned into me, his eyes darted to my eyes seeking permission.
I blinked parting my lips wanting exactly the same, do I want to yes I do my conssicious said eradicating any other options available.
He touched my lips with his firmly. The contact made me want to do summersaults as I smiled in glee against his, his lips were rough and demanding but at the same time warm and moist. He molded his to mine, sucking my bottom lip teasingly.
I panted as he kissed me possessively, he snaked his hand up to my waist and held me protectively as he tilted my head for better access, my head felt heavy and my legs faltered.
He stopped all of a sudden and parted from me a distance, enough to look at me, I knew my eyes were glazed and lips red from the feverish kiss.
I was happy for a say but I pushed his chest back, breaking our ounce of contact.
"No" my own voice sounded alien to me, No. . . . . . No? why ?, friend no not a friend then what, he snapped his eyes up at the space between us. Then looked straight in my eyes, asking me Why, How shall I answer his question when I don't know the answer myself, I also felt the same but at the same time it still didn't make it for us to get cosy after a long span of time, I have changed and he too.
Have our feelings changed
I felt empty when our contact broke, would he feel the same.
I took a step back then another, I could feel my heart squeezing as the distance increased.
He watched me like a hawk all the time, when I turned and rushed away from him I saw him holding up his hand about to stop me but he didn't, why . . . . . . .
I heard a sob from somewhere near, but it was unbelievable, that when I traced my face with my hands, I realized it was me.
Astonished, I wiped my eyes out with my sleeves.
Despite, the portion became a wet spot, the weakest degree for a moment it felt right.
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