{The Mortal Instruments Fanfiction}
"You're not really in love with me, it isn't real. I feel like I've stolen you from someone... extraordinary." I tell the man in front of me with tears blurring my vision which only makes them worse because I desp...
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I can see you standing, honey With his arms around your body Laughin', but the joke's notfunnyat all And ittook you five whole minutes To packus up and leave me with it Holdin' all this love out here in the hall
~ Taylor Swift (ft. Bon iver)
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A heat wraps itself around my body, one that cannot be replaced by anything else. If you know what I'm talking about then you're lucky, like me, and if not then the best is yet to come. It's waking up with someone's arms around you, a tender and innocent embrace that is so uniquely human it would be another language to any other species. Maybe I'm being a little too poetic in my thought process but it's hard not to when the sun breaks through the blinds in his bedroom and hits his blonde eyelashes just right, reflecting gold light onto me and casting gentle shadows across his cheekbones.
He's almost completely silent when he's asleep, twitching every so often. He keeps a firm hold of me so I can only move my head, my naked body pressed tightly against his and I find myself smiling that even when he's asleep he holds me the same way he had when he was awake. I'm not sure what last night was, I'm not looking forward to the conversation either but for now I'm enjoying watching him breathe.
I cant count how many times I'd pictured doing this with someone different, wished for it, but I'm pleasantly surprised at how much this seems like a dream even if I hadn't asked it of the world. I guess that was life, they weren't lying when they said it throws you some curveballs.
As if he can sense me watching him his eyes flutter open and adjust at the sudden change of light. He looks momentarily surprised to see me like maybe he was expecting me to sneak out during the night but smiles when he too realises it isn't a dream. He doesn't say anything but moves his hand up from my back to my temple, stroking a messy lock of red hair back behind my ear and studies my face thoughtfully.
"Morning." He says lazily and i respond with a smile because honestly I'm speechless. I'd had been a while since I'd woken up with someone like this.
"Don't move." He tells me, rolling over in bed so he can reach back behind him for something on the floor, giving me an exquisite view of his bare chest
"What are you doing?" I find myself asking when he comes back up with an expensive looking Canon camera and leans up on one elbow, peering into the lens. I suddenly become very self conscious, preparing to pull the sheet up over my own bare chest but he looks out at me over the camera
"Don't worry it'll be PG. You look good in the sunlight." He smirks at me slightly and i relax a little. I had no idea he was into photography but it suits him. Chances are he'd picked it up in LA. He snaps the shot, leaning back so he can look at it and seems transfixed for a minute.
