Running [h.s.]

fourteen | luna

DOUBLE UPDATE!! Make sure you read chapter 13 first!

A/N: You are finally getting to catch a glimpse of Luna's hobby: dancing! Other than writing, this is her favorite pass-time!

I can't even watch this music video without crying, he is such a beautiful human being inside and out, and it breaks my heart to see how sad he is.

With that, enjoy this chapter, I enjoyed writing it.

Tuesday, September 15th.

I want his arms wrapped around me like a tourniquet

I want his hot breath fanning my face

I want his hands folded and tucked in the back pockets of my skinny jeans

like a handkerchief

I want his soothing voice to cradle me

and rock me slowly to sleep

I want his eyes to tell me what his mouth wont allow

I want to know what makes his beautiful heart skip a beat

I want to know what name drips off his tongue

as he lays in bed at night and stares at the ceiling

I want him to crave me the way I am beginning to crave him

and I want him to want all these things

the way i want him

I close my journal and tuck it into my small duffle bag on the passenger's seat of my parked car. I just got to my dance studio after a long day of classes and I am ready to blow off some steam. I've never been crazy about working out, so dancing is a great way to stay active and keep my body moving.

As I walk into the building, I am greeted warmly by the studio owners. They teach classes daily, but also keep rooms open for dancers to come in and use freely. I have been dancing here since i moved to LA, and they allow me to drop in any time I please.