𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝.
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝.
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Arabella Hill. Her name sounds nearly just as angelic as she looks. She was the definition of beautiful. So beauti...
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ARABELLA
"I feel safe around you" I blurt out. Shocked by my own words I cover my mouth to stop a gasp from escaping. Carter grins at my sudden words before pulling me into a hug. He wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck although he's super tall so he had to bend a little.
We stayed like this for a few minutes before he pulled away. The warmth of his body that I already loved so much perished. But I didn't want him to leave just yet, I don't even know much about him and I feel myself getting butterflies and tingles around him. So as Ivy always tells me to be confident since I'm rather shy. I decide to gather my confidence, "I was hoping y-you could maybe skip class for me and we could hang out". So much for being confident Arabella.
As I was internally cussing myself for asking such a stupid question when I know he has better things to do then to hang out with me. Stupid, shy, boring me. I could feel tears start to well up. I curse myself for being so sensitive.
"um it's fine if you don't-" Carter immediately cuts me off. "Angel, of course I want to" he lifts my chin up so I'm facing him. His eyes are so mesmerising. A squeal of happiness escapes my lips, just knowing he wants to hang out with me. I suppress a huge grin from making it's way to my face and instead replace it with a soft angelic one. I hold his index finger and skip my way outside, still on school grounds. He seems happy, do I make him happy?
He points me towards his car. I stare at his car for a moment, it's an expensive one. A Brabus Rocket 900 to be specific! "Wow" I say in a trancelike state. He just chuckles before opening the door for me and carrying me into the car seat, he even did my seatbelt. This is what Ivy would call a gentleman, me as well. He is a gentleman.
"Soo where are we going" I fidget with my fingers while saying that. I tend to fidget a lot. I think Carter noticed this because he placed his hand on my thigh gently squeezing it.
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