Always Chasing Stars

-9-

  Hi people! Guess who didn't get his phone taken?? Me, yeah, you knew that? Cool. anYwayS. Here's some good old Fanfiction dynamic. Let's go!!! Also, this chapter is going to be short bc I have school tomorrow.

   Remile FLUUFFFFF!!♥️♥️ & a surprise...  *Sits on counter and smirks*

  Remy POV

  I walked into Emile and I's bedroom. I looked into the mirror on the closet door and smiled at myself. I looked down at my heels I was wearing. Lately, id been wearing them instead of my normal combat boots. They made me taller than Emile, which happened to make him more submissive than I thought he could get.

  I kicked the heels off and they landed in the closet. I stripped down to my boxers and white t-shirt. I looked in the mirror one last time and smiled before taking off my sunglasses, setting them on the bedside table, and belly-flopping on the bed. I let out a forced muffled sigh that radiated a whole mood itself.

  Today was a really nice day. Emile and I went on a date after movie night with the other sides. It was a trip to the lake that was more towards the mountains on the western side of the mindscape; next to the field of flowers and fruit trees that grew naturally in the mindscape. We still had a solid three-foot-high stack of cookies from Patton, so we stuck them into a picnic basket and were on our way.

  It was one hell of an evening. After Emile and I finished half the cookies, I played some music. We pointed at the clouds for a while until finally we looked at each other and our hearts binded together all over again. After that was a very long and heated make out session. We all know that escalated VERY quickly.

  I the more I relived it in my head, the happier I became. I laughed as I remembered a joke Emil told me, one of Patton's dad jokes. It was so great though. When we were right in the middle of looking at the clouds, he turned to me and said, "Our relationship is great. But I have to say, your a bit," he raised a cookie from the basket. " Cookie!" We both howled at that to the point of tears. It was a happy moment.

  There was a soft singing coming from the bathroom; Emile and his beautiful voice.

  "Come down, Come down to the meadow's dawn. We go, we go, we go."

  It was like an angel's voice.

  "Come down, Come down to the Sirens song. We go, we go, we go."

  I felt a small twinge of peace as I heard Emile walk out of the bathroom and sit down on the bed. I looked up at him and was filled with instant panick.

  His eyes were glowing a soft blue, devoid of all emotion. His face pale and seemingly unfased by the movement of his mouth. His voice seemed to echo, even if he wasn't in the bathroom. I felt myself calm down as is eyes stopped glowing, and his singing no longer as angelic, but still his beautiful voice.

  His eyes widened as he realized he wasn't in the shower anymore. He jumped up from the bed and the towel he had on dropped to the floor. I whistled and he stopped for a second to blush, but then resumes frantically jumping around in confusion. He suddenly ran out of the bathroom and came back out wearing his glasses. I laughed as he walked over to me And sat next to me. I sat up and he instantly crawled into my lap.

  "Hey, Babes?" I started caressing his cheek. "You good?"

  He shook his head no and I felt my worry deepen.

  "It...it was a confusing feeling," he turned in my lap to face me. "I could see and hear everything. But my body moved on its own. Like a puppet, almost."

  I gave him a kiss on the cheek to reassure him.

  "Hon, you'll be ok. It's not gonna happen again. I promise." I held him tighter, not knowing whether or not I was lying. "All that matters is that it's stopped. So you're you."

  He gave me a weak smile but then began making out with me. I obliged to his action until he finally got up to get dressed. I watched him get dressed and climb back into bed. We both got under the covers and faced each other. I smiled at him as he grabbed my hand.

  "Me." He said quietly before turning over to turn off the lamp. I copied his action and me cuddled in nothing but darkness. And the little light coming from the watermelon shared night-light.

  I watched Emile as his breathing slowed and softened. Eventually, the rhythm of his breathing putting me to sleep as well.

   Hi y'all. Sorry it's so short. The information of this chapter is vital. Reread if you must. But that's all I'm gonna say. Anyways, I just wanted to write something so I could tie myself out. Gn!!

  Bye Kings, Queens, and you Royals in Between!!!

   Peace out!!!!
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