Lost love

His arms snake around my waist, and I lay my head on his chest, hearing his heart beating just as fast as mine. I've never been so close to him before - it felt strange, in a good way. "He hurt you", he said through gritted teeth. I've never seen him so angry before. He is always very calm, sweet and collected. An unsettling feeling engulfs me and leaves me with disappointment. Maybe, his heart is beating fast out of anger and not because he is this close to me? Nonetheless, an unfamiliar feeling washes over me and I cling to him tighter.
"I know", I finally say. I block the pain that comes from the subject and focuses on the warmth tingling feeling that is caused by him. I was so caught up with everything else that I didn't notice how he made me feel just being near him.
"He doesn't deserve you", he spat.
"I know", I repeat. The pressure of his arm lightens and he removes himself from me. My cheeks flush as I let go as well, upset that the interaction didn't last a little longer. The pain that I was so desperately trying to push away earlier, replaces the warm tingling feeling, as the distance between us grows.
"Why are you not angry? How can you not be upset with him?" He asks harshly running his hand through his hair. I can see how frustrated he is. I was once like that. Now it is just pain... a pain that I badly want to replace. I move my hand up to his cheek and before he can comprehend what I'm doing, I brush my lips against his.
"Mel". His anger washes away and his voice turns to a whisper. I respond with a whimper as fire ignites my body and before he can pull me away I go in for a deeper kiss. His full lips are soft and his lips finally move against mine. He put his arms around my waist again and pulls me closer to him just, as my knees is about to crumble beneath me. I can finally breathe again, I think to myself.