A Short Story

A Short Story

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the innocence of your face, your half opened shoe lace, your fully closed eyes, calmness of clear skies your brown messy hair, Made you all the more fair, Your pointed optics , unique and strange Your love for me , a gift out of range You wore a grey tee,beauty in excess For me ,You looked like a real princess A prince was looking at you, An eyelock you never shared, Another waiting for you, To hug him you dared, The window pane showed a tale Princess on knees, seeking forgiveness From the one,who with fear made her pale One prince felt for you, other gave you stress Just like a bee leaves a flower He said it's over Away he went,for a fresh start Little he knew, he carried princess' heart With a wind, the metro left One prince was still all ears The princess broke down in tears He could see and feel her pain But then, history repeats itself again Just characters wouldn't be same again ...to be continued if they ever met again
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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. _______________________________________ 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. ___________________________________________ "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.

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