Walls

He suddenly came towards me, his eyes not once leaving mine. He was angry. That's an understatement. I feel him grab my wrist, pinning them to the wall before one hand began to trail down my waist while the other gently went to my shoulder, under my hijab. They began to draw circles slowly. What was he doing? He's playing with me. This was all part of his game. I made a move to get out of his grip but no. I couldn't. The worst part was that I wanted this. I enjoyed this foreign feeling. He finally looked up at me, his eyes captivating mine. I couldn't tell what he was feeling. It was a mixture of anger, annoyance and another I could not describe.
"N-Noah. Please. What are you doing? Stop it" I said more firmly. He inched closer to my face if that was possible.
"Why? Why should I? You have no idea of the ways I could fuck you up after the stunt you just pulled. You think you're so smart. You can't make a fool out of me Sarah" he whispered, his minty breath fanning my warm cheeks. I was speechless. Paralysed. The way he looked into my eyes. Like he could see every inch of me. I was exposed. I finally began to pluck up some courage "Stop playing this sick game with me. I just want you to leave me alone. I just want-" his eyes suddenly shot up, anger evident on his face, he grabbed my chin forcing me look at him.
"What? You think this is a game? You think I set out to ruin you? No, after what you just did, you've given me a reason to" his eyes were livid. Before I even had a chance to speak, a pair of soft lips smashed onto mine.
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Sarah and Noah couldn't be more different. She was a closed off Muslim girl whereas he lived like everyday was his last. Sarah finds herself breaking every rule and when fate pairs the two together, the pair must put aside their differences. After all, there is a thin line between love and hate...