𝑅𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑|| 𝑗.ℎ

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 10

Something about the way his lips seem to mold into mine or something about this moment seemed to catch my breath, bring me into this world that seemed so, so out of this world.

His lips were cold. There really isn't anyways to describe it but it felt oddly comforting on my boiling skin. His hands were still placed on the side of my waist, a forceful grip still taking over them.

"I-" his breath hitches and he pulls away, both of us trying to catch our breaths. It didn't last long before I tugged at the neck of his shirt, causing his lips to crash into mine once again. I don't know what's going on with me but I don't really know if I want to stop it either.

The kiss deepens. My hands sit on his jaw and his hands and body shaping mine, his hand stroking down my side. I was fully pinned against the wall, I wasn't going anywhere unless he was, that's what scared me.

"damn" he mumbles, pulling away after about 5 minutes of not breaking the kiss. I've never had my first kiss, well I have now, and honestly, I don't even know why I had it, with him.

We both stay quiet, the wave of silence hitting in. Our eyes are connected and our hands still in the same positions as 5 minutes ago, connected at the hip. He's hand moves up to my ear, sliding back the piece of hair that fell, then leaving it there, lightly stroking my cheek with his thumb. Right then and there I wanted to die in a hole. One being, I was embarrassed as fucked, two being that was the sweetest thing ever, he will never know that though.

I do have to admit, there is life, soul in his eyes and his features are calming, something I haven't seen in years. It was such an unfamiliar sight. It was like seeing a comment, you don't see those often and if you do, your lucky.

"I-i-," I pause, "what the fuck". He lightly chuckles.

"shhh" he whispers, his laugh slowly fading. "Why are you like this?"

"like what?"

"Hurt is dancing around your eyes. Why do you go from mad, to quiet, to hurt? It's almost like a reaction"

"cause."

"cause why?" he questions. Both of our voices are soft, barley being able to be heard. Silence fills the room once again.

"hmm?"

"reasons"

"you're so closed off god damn"

"rude." I huff, the anger in me rising once again but goes back down when he starts to move his thumb across my cheek. damn it.

"Don't go back to normal Emilia, right now stay here"

"Since when did you get all sappy and shit?" I ask, he just laughs. His face is close to mine, causing his warm breath to hit my skin, shivers traveling up my back.

"I make you nervous, don't I?" he ask, such a dumb fucking question to ask.

"no. you don't" I say, ignoring the lump in my throat that's slowly rising.

"so if I were to," he pauses. His right travels lower and lower down my back, getting closer and closer to my pant line.

"hands. where. I. can. see.them." I snarl. He chuckles, placing his hand back on my waist, not that it would matter I still couldn't move anyways.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to shift from just a few minutes ago, it's slowly seeping back into reality. The angered me and the asshole him. I don't know if I should be excited or sad it happening though.

"So, while you're here, not being able to move" her smirks. I roll my eyes, taking my hands from his face to the front of his chest, causing this asshole to lean in closer.

"I'm sorry about what I said the other day" He whispers, almost like he doesn't want to admit or he's a little kid admitting he broke a window or something.

"yeah. fuck you" I say, trying to hide the smirk creeping up to the surface. I knew it was going to make him feel bad, honestly he deserved it.

"nice arm painting" he says just as coldly back, causing my eyes to grow wide. Fuck, I forgot he was here last night.

"Your arm isn't your canvas, stop using it as one" his voice his cold and serious. It isn't like something I normally would hear Jaden say.

I don't say anything, instead, I lower my head like some 2 year old child. As soon as I lower it, it was slowly brought back up by two gentle fingers.

"Hey hey, so now you're embarrassed?"

"no" I snap. He lightly shakes his head.

"mkay. I need to fuck up more. I like seeing you like this" he chuckles. This brought me back to my Emilia state, the cold hard reality. I feel my face drop, like I had a soft smile this whole time. God, I really hope I didn't.

"fucking bastard"

"yep and she is back" he laughs. I roll my eyes, pushing him off of me, honestly surprising both of us. I turn back to the door and I begin walking up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" He chuckles.

"Away from you!" I shout back. I don't hear anything else but a faint one of those giggle things he does. He's fucking stupid giggle.

a/n- haven't asked this in awhile, I don't think, thoughts?