A knock on the door and I still wasn’t ready. I always threw hair forward, ruffled them up and then threw them back because for a person like me, combing the hair into a perfect style was difficult. Plus mop of the curls I had on my head, it looked strangely good with just rough finger combing. I’ve been told so.
But today it was my first date. I wanted to look good on my first date. I was dressed casual so, I guess messy hair wouldn’t look bad but that was just me, in my imagination. Would it actually look suitable for a date? I had no idea.
I opened the door with my usual messy hair but kinda better dressing than usual because Eva helped me with it and I trusted her.
As soon as I opened the door all my insecurities washed away because Ryan started complimenting me like he hadn’t seen me in casual clothing before and that’s what I always loved about him. He always boosted up my confidence like when you get high on confidence just for 15 minutes when you list
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I don’t know what got over him but he pulled me towards him. Maybe he was overwhelmed with the emotions but I wasn’t complaining at all about it. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his hands on my lower back. A blush crept on my face but my egoistic ass tried to hide it by hiding my face in his chest. Maybe, that he didn’t like because he instantly unfolded his one arm to just lift my face up, just so he could forcefully kiss me to tell me that I shouldn’t be shy around him which in my opinion was a lot to ask because being a person I am, it was a lot to ask. Well, everything aside which was not important at all, what really important for me was the way our lips synchronized and danced along the melody that water was playing. I could feel my romantic moment unfold like a character of some romantic novel as I could hear the firework and symphonies. The moment we were in was straight out pulled out of a novel, the scenery that I only
My last day with Ryan and I was absolutely gutted thinking about it because even though I had just spent two days with him, I was absolutely used to his presence around me. I was used to his soft, tender touches, his melodic voice that always sounded like a song and his caring nature. The way he cared about my diet and the way he treated me, made me feel important and loved. His phone rang, disturbing the comfortable silence we were sharing as we were cuddled on the couch. He groaned in annoyance before he answered the call, pulling apart from me. "I'll be back in a second." He left the couch. I gave him a nod before he sprinted off. I was thirsty so, I decided to grab myself something to drink. Anything that my hand would lay on in the fridge. I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a tin from the refrigerator. I was on my way back when I heard Ryan’s distressed voice as he was talking to someone. Not wanting to eavesdrop, I kept walking back to the
"I'm back!" I announced as soon as I entered the house, bag on my shoulder and ice cream in one hand, melting and dripping down and my other hand trying to stop it from falling on the cleaned floor of my house. Well, on my way home, Ryan decided to have some ice-cream. He really acted like a kid sometimes and it made question if he really was 24 but every adult has a kid, hiding inside him. Maybe, that was the case with him. I didn’t hear any response so, I decided to finish the melting ice-cream before checking for anyone. I dropped my bag on the floor, made my way to the kitchen after eating the ice-cream. I washed my sticky hands before running upstairs to greet mum. "I'm back, mummy." I beamed opening the door, after knocking. "Aww... My baby is not virgin anymore. I don't know when you grew up so fast." She said, dramatically sighing to add more impact. Of course, only my mother would say anything like that because she is just super cool.
I felt so paranoid when I was walking down to Ryan’s office. I felt like I was being followed constantly or someone was watching me. This time I decided to stop and ask. Not that the person following me would ever answer but why not take a chance. "Hello?" My voice echoed back in the empty hallways of the school because students were at cafeteria. "Is anybody there?" I tried my luck one more time. When I received no response, I was ready to turn around and leave but then I felt a hand on my shoulder, making me jump and get into defensive position. "Whoa! It's me... Isaac." The voice confirmed it was Isaac. I relaxed and huffed a breath. "You scared me." "I’m sorry I didn't mean to... So, how was your weekend?" His voice held a teasing tone which was enough to tell me who told him. "Keith told you." I said. It wasn't a question. I knew Keith. He was Mr. loose lips. "Yeah, it kinda slipped out of his mouth." He chuckled.
I totally forgot that a certain guy knew about our relationship and he was basically blackmailing me. Ryan confessing his feelings for me was the only thing that mattered. "You look happy?" I heard him again. "What do you want? Go away." I spoke turning to the opposite direction. "Uh-uh... I told you to be really careful with your mouth." His tone was angered as he threw his arm around me and led me the way to I don’t know where. "Tell me what do you want me to do? I would do anything but just delete those pictures and leave Ryan and I alone." I was tired of his games. I didn’t want to risk anything so I was ready to do whatever he wanted me to do. "Ryan...? Aww that's cute." He pinched my cheek. I slapped away his hand. "What is your problem?" I shrugged off his arm. "What? I was just admiring how you call him by his first name. It's cute you know." He said in a teasing manner and I would’ve blushed or smiled if he was my frie
The whole day went like crap yesterday. I ignored all the calls on my phone which I knew were from Ryan but I wasn’t in the right mind to talk to anyone because I knew if I did, I would just argue over little things so I needed time and now, here I was sitting alone in the cafeteria during the lunch break because Ryan was attending a meeting and the group of friends I had accomplished to make, left me because who would want to stay with a blind guy and his complications for long. I was pulled straight out of my mind when I felt someone taking a seat beside me. Not having the mood to have company, I turned in their direction. “Excuse me, that seat is taken.” Of course, it was a lie but who cared. I wanted to be left alone. If it wasn’t Ryan, I didn’t want them near me. “By a ghost?” I heard a familiar was frustrated by his acts by now. “Promise me you’ll give me what I want.” He sounded so intense and his voice has a deep roughness to it. “Prom
On the way to the class from the café, I heard the person I didn’t want to ever talk to but I knew she would approach me now because Keith wasn’t like my best friend and the whole class knew about it. “On your own, Carter? I bet no one can tolerate your sorry ass for long.” It was none other than Haley Williams. I increased my pace ignoring her comments because I didn’t want to mess with her. She was still pissed off about the comment I made on the day she was hitting on Ryan. Till now, she hadn’t said anything to me because of Keith. She knew if she said anything to me, Keith would step in and if Keith stepped in then she’d have to face Mateo, which she wasn’t looking for. But hey, now she didn’t have any kind of fear so, I had an idea that this coward little bastard would try to pick up a fight. I reached the classroom, sat on my usual seat as students were filling in the class, chattering. I heard the voices of my friends… well, ex-friends among other voic
Well, here I was, straddling him on the couch in his house after a hot make-out session. I knew when I was leaving with him that a make-out session was inevitable. “Want something to eat?” He questioned and of course, I shook my head because I felt like I was foodphobic or something. “Did you eat your lunch?” He asked making me bit my lip because obviously I didn’t. I mean, food isn’t important to me in any way. “No, I had other things to do.” I shrugged. “How many times do I have to tell you that you’re not allowed to skip the meals?” He wasn’t playing. I know he was scared of the condition he saw me in when I didn’t eat. “Sorry, mom.” I also wasn’t in the mood to get scolded for a meal. “Ew… Don’t call me that. I was just sucking your mouth.” “You are disgusting.” I scrunched my nose. “You started.” He laughed and it was so contagious that I couldn’t hold back my smile. “Let’s play 20 questions…” I suggested.