Soulmates

Chapter Eight

I fell in love with Nicolas the way you ride a roller coaster, it starts out slow at first, then speeds up and you can't control yourself.

Eight months. We had been dating for eight months and it was the best months of my life. He was perfection in my eyes. We spent so much time together and when we weren't together we texted all the time. Of course no one knew that we were dating. He preferred not to tell anyone and if my mom found out she would disown me. I knew who I was and my feelings for Nicolas. I couldn't stay away from him. I guess you could say I was a little clingy.

The thing about Nicolas he was a little moody. One day he could be normal him, the next he could be happy, and the next it he would be full on depression. I knew I had to be patient and careful with him, but I could not stop how fast my heart was pounding for him. Every day I fell more and more in love with him. The days started blurring together and time with him seemed endless.

It was a rainy day and we were at his house alone. We were making out on his bed. His hands were in my hair and my hands were on his waist. My finger tips pulled up the end of his shirt and I felt his cold pale skin. He slowly pulled away and looked into my eyes.

"What are you trying to do?" He whispered. "Uh-" I started to say but he cut me off with a kiss then he took off his shirt and laid down on the bed. He pulled me on top of him and pulled my shirt off. I started kissing his neck and he moaned slightly.

His hands ran up and down my back, his finger tips brushing my spine, which made me shiver. I had a hold of his hips and I started to unbutton his jeans. "Are we sure we should do this?" He whispered. "Only if you want," I whispered in his ear.

"I do," he whispered. I continued to kiss his neck and bite slightly, not hard but not soft. He moaned and dug his nails in my shoulders a little bit, it didn't hurt. I started to pull down his jeans.

That's when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. We both stopped and froze for a moment, then I got off of him and put my shirt on. He did the same and buttoned up his jeans. Just as the door opened.