Showers [1D/h.s]

Showers [1D/h.s]

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*Story Contains Mature and explicit content darling* How does one forgive? "I never wanted you to get like this" I could physically feel the impulsive pit of betrayal hammer it's way through me heart. "Like w-what?" I felt his presence urging forward, as I slowly sunk my aching eyes up in his direction searching for that fulfilment of contentment I was no longer fortunate to see. He stared me down with those same green eyes that once told me I meant something to him, meant something more. He decelerated down to my eye-level as he squatted in front of me, his eyes pulsating my soul as his pupils dilated slightly. I looked at him through watery eyes, wishing not for another nightmare to occur. "Attached" I couldn't do this, I can't do this. // Reva only ever dreamed of going to the Xfactor auditions live, she never truly believed that one day she'd be falling for the finalist. But fame is never an easy road to take in life, and she realises sooner rather than later the true reality of such sacrifice. Her life may seem to be a universal telescope of escapism and freedom, but it doesn't take long to realise that the facade is just another way of escaping who she really was.
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I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

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