Rooming With Mr Arrogant

Rooming With Mr Arrogant

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"No don't..... Please we can't." "But why?" "I don't know ..... My heart can't handle any more" Shit! Wall!!! He is still moving forward. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.. The one I'm addicted towards... Heart's being faster... Stupid hormones. "I want you!" He said. His hot breath tingling my skin. Oh crap! Why is that at times like this I completely loose my sound With no more waiting he quickly pressed his lips to mine. Stupid hormones. I can feel my heart. It can at any time come out of my chest.. Quickly taking control... Can feel his possessiveness, his care, his love, his sadness. Wait sadness?! How can someone like him be sad?! With that he pulled back. "I know you want me, need me! I'll make you realize that!" With that he left the room.
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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