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Hollies pov:

I'm floating. Completely weightless. I embrace him as much as he embraces me. It's something I haven't felt in so long, and having it back is, normal.

In the dark room, all I can is his eyes. The deep green eyes, are so soft. For one moment, I rethink everything.

Is this wrong? Should I be doing this?

But then his lips hit mine again, and everything feels so right.

His hands are in my hair, and I want more.

"Can I?" He murmurs between a kiss. I immediately nod my head.

He rolls on top of me, another thing I thought I was forgetting the feeling of.

"You look gorgeous tonight. He smiles. His lips trail down my chest. My heart races.

His heavy breaths are driving me insane. I cant stay still. His hands roaming my body, touching every part of me just right.

I slowly take his shirt off.

His hands slip under my shirt, and he freezes.

"Shit." He mumbles.

"What?" I whisper.

"what the fuck-"

Oh my god.

"This- This isn't what it looks like," Aleksander exclaims.

"Yeah okay. I'll just excuse myself. Maybe bleach my eyes or something." Wyatt turns back around, and leaves.

"So that just happened." I mumble, still red from embarrassment.

"He'll get over it." Aleksander says to me.

The question is, will I?

"Do you want to,"

I stop. Do I?

I shake my head.

This isn't right.

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