Two Sides Of The Crown

As I was opening the door, a hand fell on mine, shutting it back. I could feel his presence behind me and I let out a shaky breathe.

Then his face was next me.

"Are you avoiding me?" He whispered. I quickly shook my head.
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I stopped in my tracks when I saw who was sitting on his motorcycle waiting for me outside. I gasped. He looked up from his phone and grinned.

"Y-you waited." He shrugged. "How else would you have gotten home. I wanted to make sure you were okay."

"But your extra classes-"

"Forget it, I was late anyway, princess." He took my hand to help me onto the bike. He sat down as well an I was already grabbing him tight.

I can't let go of someone like him.
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"What?" I breathed out. I felt heated breaths on my face which startled me. Instantly, my eyes fell open. Quentin was gazing down at me... but not at me?

How do I write this?

It was like he was dazed a bit, staring down at something else attached to my face. And that 'something else' was very close to HIS 'something else'.

I don't remember who pulled away faster, me or him.