|Bad Boy|
"Could you take care of a broken soul?"-Jess Glynne
Blaze Xander is alluring, attractive, and severely charming. All the girls at Homewood University are dying to be in his arms. But what they don't know is: a traumatic and painful past ha...
"Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes. But it's the only thing that I know. When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes. It is the only thing that makes us feel alive."
ChapterTheme Song: 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran.
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Harmony
I have never seen this side of Blaze before now, so I have no idea how to approach this rare situation. He is not the type to cry. I doubt he has ever cried since the moment he developed ASPD, but today, right here, in front of me, he's letting his guard down and opening himself completely to me.
I cannot help the tears that well in my eyes because of this.
"Blaze." I lay a hand on his shoulder, feeling it quivering underneath my palm. "Blaze, look at me."
His crying becomes more audible, a palm pressed over his face as he sobs into it, and I allow him to let everything out. These are all built-up emotions and tensions from over the years, since he was a little boy until now. He has been through so much. So neglected and abused and unloved. He doesn't deserve to be carrying all this weight on his back. I want to help him carry it, if it's not too much to ask for.
Instead of interrupting him, I wrap my arms around his waist and lay my head on his shoulder, a tear slipping down my face and wetting his shuddering skin.
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The cold water spumes from the rusted shower head, and I step back as its cold spikes slap my naked skin. I push my hair back as I lift my head underneath it, closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of the droplets running along my face and back.
Then the shower door glides open smoothly, and I feel Blaze's presence as he steps in, shutting it behind him.
My heart starts racing so fast, I can barely stay on my feet. Not that Blaze hasn't already seen me naked a few times before this, but that organ in my chest hasn't gotten used to us, being unclothed together, so it starts to race a hundred miles per second. I am now not only shivering from the cold, but from knowing he's right behind me, so close I can feel his warm body heat.
My lips part, desiring pooling below. We just had sex on his bed, but I could go again if he wants me to.
I turn around, and Blaze's nude body causes me to swallow as he approaches me with a lopsided smirk on his face. It's still really early. I should be getting ready for my next class; I've missed the first, but I need a shower earnestly; we are both so sweaty from what we did earlier. I also promised him that we'd take a shower together one day, so, by being in here, he's now holding me to my word, isn't he?
