BET FOR YOU; 𝗱.𝗺

i want you too

domitilla peyton

𝗜 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗.

'I've missed you.'

I pushed forward with my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He gripped onto my waist as I was pulled closer, anchoring me.
I studied those solid, pure eyes. If you stared hard enough, you could see the tinges of blue edging his cold irises. They had the colour of light ash, after the fire had been smoked out. Black delicate lashes scattered across, adorning them.

I looked into him.

He looked into me.

Our eyes locked for what felt like forever.

His face was so close, I could smell the raw fragrance of mint and ambrosial apple.

Then I kissed him.

My lips melted with his. Softly, and delicately. His eyes fluttered close like butterfly wings.

He kissed back.

My heart surged for his touch, as he printed his tender lips firmly against mine.
My feet felt numb as they balanced on the ground, my knees ached weakly for support. I felt faint. The whole room spun. It was like I wasn't on planet earth. Like I was in a different universe. Maybe heaven.

His hold grew tighter. My arms latched on to his neck.

I don't know how long our lips had stayed, but it was just enough, so that I could inhale his breath, feel the warmth of his cheeks tickling against mine.
I pulled away, finally opening my eyes to see him.
A soft smile grew on his face, dimples were deeply indented on his cheeks. I took a mental picture of that smile. I could notice the little scar on his left eyebrow, I had forgotten how he'd got it. I wish I remembered.

He looked absolutely handsome in that suit. It was as black as the night, enhancing his creamy complexion and sharp eyes. Every aspect of him; little tendrils of blonde falling over his forehead, his loosely done top buttons, made me adore him even more.

It was only then, that I realised his palms were still pressed against my waist, that my arms were hanging off his collar bone. But I didn't care. I didn't care in that moment.

'Draco.'

'Yes, dummy?' he whispered dulcetly.

My face fell.
Then I untangled myself from his arms.

'Draco...'

He looked over at me, expectantly.

I shook my head, trying to clear the blurring thoughts building up inside.

'I can't... Draco.'

'Why not?'

All of a sudden, I felt uneasy. I was going to topple over like a stack of unevenly placed cards. I grabbed the nearest chair, and slumped onto it.

Draco sat next to me.
I couldn't do this. I couldn't kiss the boy I've loved for too long. The boy who didn't love me back. The boy who loved another girl. Who still loved that girl.