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Title: Broken Hearted |Ch.12| View count: 290 Rating: 5.0 (5 ratings) Description: First I want to thank you so much for the amazing comments. Second please stop asking me which couples this story is about. Just keep reading and till the end of the story and you will see who ends up together. It's the plot that should matter. Thank you. Comment and Enjoy. == I felt my heart beat faster and faster behind my ribcage. My hands started trembling, just by the sound his voice. He called me Beautiful. Never has a guy called me that, and it felt somewhat good to heart that. This boy was really something. "All right...start" I whispered as I regained my composure. My face didnt burn anymore from my embarrassment. It suddenly cooled and now I was curious and I had all my attention on him. The smile that made my heart melt suddenly disappeared, and was now replaced by hurt. He looked up at the now rising moon, before he started speaking. His eyes glistened as the light of the moon shined on his gorgeous face. His eyes shone in a beautiful walnut color that instantly hypnotized me. He looked down at his feet, and began to speak. "Joe and I use to be close, and after our mom died, we just drifted apart. He blamed me for our mothers death, and he was right. I was to blame." Pain, betrayal, hurt, alone, those were all filled in his now sad and wary eyes. "And now, well youve seen how he treats me." he turned and look at me. I couldnt stand to see all the hurt that his eyes behold. It was agonizing. It was a torture. "I'm sure, it wasnt your fault. Please, dont blame your self " I spoke as I looked at him in pleading eyes. He looked down at his feet once more. And sat quiet. God, something this beautiful shouldnt be this hurt, vulnerable and alone. I got up and stood in front of him. He looked at me, with his eyes now filled with emptiness. "I dont know what might have happened, but you cant keep blaming your self. You shouldnt carry this guilt around with you. It will eat your heart out." "Why do you care?" he spoke after a while of silence. I turned and walked away. What was I going to tell him. That I like him. This guy was like a puzzle. Every time I put the pieces together, I always seem to lose one piece. He finally gave me a glimpse of his life, and I didnt know what to make of it. I felt his hands around my waist. he turned me around and I was facing him. Facing those eyes that always seemed to make me lost. His rosy luscious lips were inches away from me, making me hungry for them. "Tell me, why you care ?" he breathed onto my lips. I avoided eye contact as much as I can. "I dont.." I lied. His arms snaked around my waist, bringing me close to him. "Why are you lying?" he whispered in my ears. The minute his breath crashed on to my skin, a sudden shock of electricity went up and down my body. To my surprise I had the energy and focus to speak. " I'm not lying.. " I lied once more. "Really now.." he spoke as he kissed on the edge of my ear. "Now, tell me. What do I need to do in order for you to admit that you care.?" He questioned. My knees trembled making them fragile. I closed my eyes, as I loved his sweet soft lips touched the sensitive part of my body. "Maybe I should do this?" he started nibbling on my ear. He drew his body to me, making me crave for his touch more and more. The heat of his body was warm and welcoming. I felt as if fire works were exploding in my entire body. I shook my head and opened my eyes, not getting enough of his touch. A smirk spread on his face, as he tilted my head back and started kissing, and gently sulking on the most sensitive part of my neck. A jolt of shock went through my blood stream, that made me desire for more. It wasnt long enough, before he slowly pulled away from my neck, and locked his eyes onto mine. "How about now ?" he smirked. My body knew what it wanted, and it wanted more of him. I shook my head once more, as I bit my bottom lips. "Hmm, I think I know what your asking for.." he brushed my lips with his index finger that made my lips whimper in weakness for his touch. He smirked knowing what I wanted. He slowly leaned in and gently pushed his lips onto mines. His kiss was soft, and gentle, at the beginning. As more heat, desire and lust deepened with this kiss, he kissed me more feverishly that awoke every satisfying nerve in my body. Tags: broken, harted, magnificent408, marathon, Author: Magnificent408 |
