He Came Back
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  • Reads 189
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Oct 26, 2018
The first time I felt my heartache, was when I saw my 4th grade crush after summer break. Rhyme not intended.

I never really knew how butterflies in the stomach worked or felt like, but I was happy with that little pain in my chess as I saw him standing in the hall. I guess I did appreciate heartaches then.

But who would've thought that the last heartache he'd give me was when I saw him do his best to see me as he waved inside a moving car, off to another place. After that I never really got to see him, or so I thought. 

Who knew? 

That 8 years later, he would come back. Yes, he came back.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))