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Post by alexei leon fournier on Oct 26, 2011 13:06:00 GMT -5
It was always mind over matter, his mind was telling him that he had to slow things down a little, to not go as fast as Anouk would go in a relationship that he had to just keep calm and everything would fall into place. So he was going to go with his mind. But of course...he was a man, and a man wanted what he wanted and right at that moment he wanted her, he really just wanted her. It was obvious in the way that he was acting, if they weren’t in a boat at that moment and at home instead, he would have probably tried to take her to bed, but his mind corrupted him; slowed him down from acting too fast and too harsh; it wasn’t going to be like that...ever. He just wasn’t ready to go into a proper commitment just yet, although he knew it was already a commitment; he meant it as a sexual commitment. Being intimate with a partner meant you were there for the long run and would probably do it all the time, but Alex wasn’t ready to give into his own, as well Anouk’s, urges. He knew that she knew he wasn’t ready yet, and that made him feel pretty awkward; as if he was the virgin in the relationship and she wasn’t. Both of them weren’t virgins of course, but it was just awkward to be put into a relationship where your partner was more experienced, although he was trying his best. Anouk had been with many guys before she got with Alex and Alex...well he hadn’t been with many girls at all.
He chuckled at her resistance to him telling her that their kissing would have to stop, he felt like more kissing should be in the list though but once again it was always going to be mind over matter. “Alright, if you say so.” But he was hoping that things would go his way for that night, kissing was fine but once your emotions turned into lust it made everything more heavy and Alexei didn’t think he was all too ready for that yet...it was true, he was the virgin in the relationship; that simple thought made him want to laugh out loud. But the idea that she was with more men, that she had done so much with him sort of put him off, it was as if she had been filling a void in her life with other men before she got together with him. What if she got bored of him like she did with all of her other boyfriends? What if she kicked him to the kerb? Then all that he had been through, all that she had done would have been pointless right? Biting his lip a little, his eyes narrowed, moving towards one another as she spoke. “Is that why you didn’t want me to go with you? So I didn’t have to know? What made you depressed? The idea of us not being together, or something else?” Depression was not an easy thing to deal with; Alexei of all people would know that, it was slightly cynical as to how the two depressed people would end up together out of all people.
He let out an inaudible sigh, though the wisps of foggy breaths came out of his mouth to show that he was sighing. “And...I wasn’t your safe place at that time?” He could see how much Cass meant for Anouk, she called him her ‘soul mate’ every time they saw one another, it was annoying for Alex. One, because he truly disliked the boy and two, because it felt awkward, that they were together and she was calling another guy that. But he wasn’t going to tell her to stop calling him that, as said before, Cass was important to her and she seemed to need the boy in her life. He shrugged his shoulders, suddenly looking more like a sulky teenager than before. “So it was meaningless? But you seem to have...feelings for him.” He frowned a little, unsure of what to say to this.
tagged// anouk! word count// 690! thoughts// anouk&alex muse is always great!
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Post by anouk lirienne fournier on Oct 26, 2011 16:01:25 GMT -5
A delighted smile spread on Anouk’s face when she noticed Alex was in the same situation she was. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and that was great, he just wanted to… well, wait. She didn’t exactly know what he was waiting for though, to feel more comfortable around her? To figure their relationship out? She was used to go to bed with the lucky guy of the night, sex for her didn’t have a meaning at all, it was just pleasure for the body and a way for passing time, it was also a good way to fill that empty feeling in her chest though sometimes she felt even emptier than before. She could understand Alex’s point of view, if he didn’t had a relationship in a very long time and for him sex meant something more it was normal for them to just wait. She was sure for her it was going to be different this time too and that the emptiness she felt after spending the night with a guy was going to disappear to never come back again. Anouk would have never answered Alexei’s questions before but it seemed tonight was the night of the answers; he had the right to know anyway because what she did had affected him too in a way. She bit her lip trying to find the right answer but no matter how she looked at it, all of them were going to hurt him, she knew this moment had to arrive and she wished she had more time to get ready. “I couldn’t have you knowing, admitting it to myself was hard enough as it was. Besides I didn’t want anyone sticking their noses in my private matters and I couldn’t have medication with my… lifestyle.” Medication, drugs and alcohol weren’t a good combination and she had refused it with all her might, promising the doctor she was going to be fine.
She had lied, she knew she wasn’t going to be fine but she hoped she will, not that she did the effort anyway either, she liked very much the way alcohol, drugs and boys worked to make her forget her pain for a few good golden hours. The question was a tough one to answer, she didn’t even know the answer herself, how was she supposed to tell him then? But she did have a slight idea, and it wasn’t as if she could tell him the truth either. It was going to hurt him unnecessarily. “Drugs... and alcohol… they act like a system depressor plus I was feeling down, the relationships with the guys were empty… and you were so… out of my reach… it was a bit of everything, you are not to blame.” she was the one at blame for allowing herself to lose control in such a way, and she was paying a high price for it now. She had stopped drinking and taking drugs and that was no easy task at all, she had hided it though, the headaches, the trembling of her hands, her moods… she was having a hard time now, he body was noticing the lack and was demanding it. “It was my lifestyle in general I think.” She frowned at him, knowing where he wanted to go with that question. He should know the answer better than no one else, the reason she had never confided on him was because he closed himself to her and after the confession he just wanted her to not cross his way. But even if that hadn’t been the case Anouk would have never told him anyway and used him as a safe place, because he was mostly the source of her sadness. “I couldn’t do that, could I? I was escaping from you because it hurt.”
She removed her hand from his chest and cupped his check with it, stroking it a little. She wished she could erase the pain in his eyes, that she could make it all go away with her simple touch, or that her answers were easier, less painful. But they weren’t, and she had to deal with it. She bit her lip again and frowned, thinking hard of an answer for that one too. Whenever Cass was mentioned in their conversations he always went all jealous and acted like a teenager, she couldn’t understand why he despised him so much, why he was different to Alex from the rest of the boys she had dated. He should act the same way around the rest but it was only Cass. “Meaningless… yes, it was only… pleasure, fun… it had no feelings, no important meaning to it, just like… playing a game.” But Cass had really been different, he had acted like a boyfriend and Anouk had allowed him to do so. “Yes, I love him in my own way. He is an important part of my life.” She looked into Alex’s eyes again, making sure he was paying attention to what she had to say. “You had been the reason of my existence. You are the one and only.”
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OUTFIT, here WORD COUNT, 854 NOTES, hard one lol I had to think a lot! xD
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Post by alexei leon fournier on Oct 26, 2011 17:03:59 GMT -5
Anouk was far from unappealing, she was literally one of the most gorgeous girls’ in all of Paris and he was sure that she knew that, mainly because of the way a lot of boys hung around her. If she weren’t pretty, would they circle her around and follow her just to have a few moments with her? He knew she knew that she was pretty; a girl like her couldn’t just go up to a boy and flirt with them without the confidence and knowing how great they looked. To him though, sex was a big thing. It actually took him quite a few years to actually think of losing his virginity. At the age of sixteen, so many of his friends had already lost their big V, but he hadn’t, even at the tender age of sixteen where he was definitely a hormonally crazed teenager and where he wanted something with a girl even if it was just for a few seconds, he didn’t give into the peer pressure. Why should he have? He knew he was (sort of) underage to have sex with any girl so he opted for a girlfriend instead, a girl who was just as shy and awkward as he was when it came to losing her virginity. She was really a sweet girl and she was the first person he lost his virginity to at the age of eighteen.
For him the simplest things mattered, even if it was just remembering to buy something used in everyday life. In those ways, he was definitely completely different to Anouk, they were so opposite that he wondered how much they would clash further on in their relationship, because he was sure that it would happen sooner or later. His eyes scanned Anouk’s face as they began to delve deeper into problems with her and his problems with her relationships with other guys, it was difficult to hear that she had gone through much because Alexei was never one to show any emotion and he didn’t want Anouk to think that he didn’t care; because he really did. Nodding his head, he realised how much she would have to give up, he didn’t want her going through depression at all’ at least not at her age, she would have to give up the drinks and the drugs; she would and he would be there for her every step of the way.
He raised an eyebrow when she quickly added in that he wasn’t to blame after her sentences, because the way she was speaking it was as if he was to blame. But…he didn’t even know how to react to her words, he wanted to be there for her, he was going to be there for her when she needed him now. He couldn’t just leave her and be out of her reach any longer, she had gone through a lot because of him and he didn’t want that to happen to her again. Instead of commenting on how it was his fault, he subtly changed the topic to something more important. “You are giving up the drugs and alcohol though right? I’d rather have you on anti depressants instead of those.” His hand gently moved up and down her arms, creating a slight friction as a gust of wind blew past the both of them. He nodded his head, hiding the pain that he suddenly felt when she told him that she was escaping from him. Instead he bit on his lip some more and then thinned his lips into a straight line. He stayed like that for a few seconds, removing his gaze from her and looking at the Paris lights. “I’m sorry, I guess you’ll never really understand how sorry I am, I never meant to hurt you. You would have to see it from my perspective to see how I felt when you told me you thought of me in that way.” He sighed, looking back at her and giving her a small smile while running a hand through his hair. It seemed as if things were going to become awkward once more.
At the touch of her hand he let out a little sigh and half closed his eyes, moving his cheek against her hand, liking the warmth that she was giving off at that moment; but it didn’t relieve him from the pain that he was feeling on the inside. Everything that she went through made him feel as if it was his fault and that he should be exactly feeling how she was feeling. “Like playing a game…yet you still love him in your own way…” He sighed, love was a strong word and he wanted to comment on it, he wanted to ask her if she made the right decision of letting Cass go for him because she did seem to love that boy a lot.
He felt awkward once more, not wanting to look into her eyes but her hands moved a little and he gazed into them, paying attention to what she was saying with a lot more attention. His lips inched upwards by just a fraction at what she said, he was still upset about the entire Cass situation, but what she said had lifted him up for just a second. “You love me and I love you. I know I haven’t been a great person in your life, most of the things you’ve just told me have a lot to do with me and as horrible as I feel I won’t say it’s my fault because you’ll probably hurt me if I do.” He let out a chuckle, leaving the entire Cass topic out of his speech because he was still unsure of what to say about that. “I want you to know that, I don’t want you giving up your entire lifestyle for me, I know there are a few things that you can give up, like the drinking and the drugs and the sex, but if you need something…just tell me alright? There will be a few compromises in this relationship, not just you but me too, and I am willing to do so if it makes you happy…After all, I am the one and only.” Letting out a little chuckle at his lengthy speech, he licked his lips, letting out another sigh before he looked deeply at Anouk.
tagged// anouk! word count// 1067! thoughts// haha this turned out way longer than i expected!
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Post by anouk lirienne fournier on Oct 26, 2011 18:12:16 GMT -5
Anouk never cared one little bit about sex and what it meant. It was just pleasure for the body, a game, something to enjoy and just that. Compromise didn’t mean sex, just as sex didn’t mean compromise, or at least not in her dictionary. She knew boys liked her and found her sexy, and it wasn’t just because of her looks but because of the vibe she had around her. Once she had told Alex she knew exactly what boys wanted and made sure they got it, she had always dressed to attract the attention of them, to get the compliments and everything from them just to dump them afterwards. She knew very well Alex had a different mind about the whole matter, they had different opinions about almost everything and they were complete opposites, she hoped their relationship was going to have some sort of equilibrium because of that. She couldn’t even remember who her first was, or how many boys she had sex with, she had lost count around the ten, or was it eleven? She couldn’t tell and she could really care less. Though with Alexei touching her and discovering how much meaning could a simple thing like a kiss could hold… and how different it made her feel from the others she had… well, Anouk had started to regret not saving all of that for him.
She raised her eyebrow at him, wasn’t it obvious? She had to give up on a lot of things since she left the hospital, of course drinking and drugs and even partying was out of the question for a while, abstinence wasn’t a funny thing at all and she was paying it off. Anouk hided it well though, the sickness, the sleepless nights, the trembles… she didn’t want him going through that, she could handle it alone. Medication though, was out of the question. She didn’t want to be on pills of that kind, she didn’t want to be treated and attend to therapy and all that jazz. She had refused it twice already, despise the doctor’s efforts and her mother begging her. And in this one she wasn’t going to give in to Alexei. “I am not doing drugs anymore, as for the drinking… not yet, but I am not giving up completely on that one, just tone it down… and medication is out of the question.” She knew Alexei was going to get hurt by her refusal of taking help, but she could actually care less. It was a battle she wanted to fight alone, there was no way an stranger was going to decided what was good for her and what was not, and much less sticking his nose into her private matters. She would have to tell him about Alexei and they will all get alarmed and said nasty things, and she could handle nasty things alright, but not when they were directed at him. When she saw his serious expression and the hurt… she wanted to tiptoe and kiss him softly again but she had to hold her ground knowing he won’t like that.
“I do know. I tried to see it from your point of view and I understand it was hard. But Alex…” She bit her lip not knowing how to phrase what she wanted to say. It wasn’t his entire fault that she had taken drugs and gave into alcohol, she did it because it was fun, and eventually they just magnified her sadness and her depression, and it just became a way out. “Me taking drugs, and alcohol, and the parties, and the boys… it didn’t start because I was depressed, it was what made me depressed, it just kind of magnified everything I was feeling. It made it both better and worst. It wasn’t your fault I got into that shit, it was my idiotic doing and how much I loved the… feeling.” That powerful rush of adrenaline running down her body, making her feel immortal and perfect and… it was hard to explain, she was just free, she was another person. One that didn’t really give shit instead of pretending she didn’t, one that didn’t have insecurities instead of having to face them all in the mirror… It was addictive.
She felt better when he gave in into her touch and moved his check against her hand. Though Anouk could feel the pain in his voice, it was clear as crystal, and she didn’t know how to make him understand he didn’t have to worry about Cass. Didn’t her speech have any effect on him? Hadn’t he listened to what she said about her last moments? “Yes, I am not going to lie, I do love him in my own way.” She answered bitterly, regretting having to repeat herself in that. “But I love you more and always did. All I ever thought about was you. I… I thought I had left that clear before. It is you all I see. And the only one who can make me feel this way.” She felt a bit better when he laughed and seemed to lift for a bit at her words, actually this was one of the longest speeches she had heard him say and she smiled at him. She raised her eyebrow at him though when he said he had been an horrible person in her life and she truly wanted to smack him but hold herself. “Don't ever say that again, you had been the only one in my life who mattered, you bring me life.” She said fiercely scolding at him a bit. “I already gave up my lifestyle, but not only for you, for me too. Like I said I will tone it down with the alcohol and I already gave up drugs.” She laughed a bit because well, of course she would have to give up on random sex and her eyes warmed as he told her she wasn’t the only one who had to make compromises in the relationship. “I just hope I don’t have to give up entirely on sex if you know what I mean.” This time she tiptoed a bit and kissed him softly on the lips for only a second. “You are already giving me too much Alex, you already make me the happiest girl in the world by just breathing.” She was the one who was going to make more sacrifices and she knew it, but if it was for Alex she will gladly do so.
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OUTFIT, here WORD COUNT, 1096 NOTES, it happens when you have so much muse lol
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Post by alexei leon fournier on Oct 27, 2011 11:36:44 GMT -5
Being with a person was different. It was completely different; even if some people didn’t know it, their minds forced them to act differently. Sure some people could put their feet up and eat like a pi in front of their friends, but the majority would make sure that they were seated properly, that they looked good and were acting pretty much normal. Even if you were with someone you loved, you still acted differently, you wanted to make sure that the impact you left on him or her was good and nothing that made you seem like a wuss or an idiot. Right now, the fact that he was with Anouk; a girl that he loved, made him act differently. He didn’t want her to end up being annoyed with him or see him in a different light because frankly he liked what they did together, even if it was just the first night that they had really gotten together, he was just hoping that there would be more days like that. Now that he was in her presence, he was acting differently, he wanted her to just see him as a loving older brother as well as a lover who cared deeply about her, not some hormonal crazed man who just wanted to jump her (although that feeling was decreasing slowly as the slightly depressing topics came along).
Alexei was a guy who didn’t look at particular details; which was stupid because he was a painter, an artist. And artists were known for paying attention to detail, yes he did that when it came to his paintings and drawings but when it came to people; he was slightly stupid in that sense; he just didn’t pay as much attention to them as he should have. It was just weird for him to pay attention to the slightest detail of a person because they might think that he was being a pervert or doing something wrong and he didn’t want to come across like that to anyone. He nodded his head at her, he wasn’t going to force her to do anything anymore, because whenever he wanted her to do something he would always remember what happened the first time he tried to pressure her into telling him what was wrong with her, and look how well that had ended up in a few days. “I see, well medication doesn’t need to be taken and I know how much alcohol is important to you, but…we’ll see.” He just smiled at her, hopefully she’d be able to see what drinking had done to her body, and she was far too skinny; that he knew because Alex was sort of a skinny guy too. He smiled at her, gently pushing a strand of her hair backwards that had been blown over her face by the wind. “But I’m very proud of you for giving up drugs, I know it’s not easy to quit cold turkey, but hopefully your body will be able to resist those cravings.” Smiling warmly at her, he took another look around at the city; he wasn’t going to be hurt anymore by this…hopefully.
He understood drugs and drinking, when he was slightly younger he used to do it; well not the drugs but he liked to drink quite a bit. He liked the high feeling it gave and somehow his artwork came out better because of his high state, but he didn’t want to be giddy every time he did artwork, that wasn’t why he loved it. He loved the smell of the paints and the feeling of the paintbrush in his hands; that was what was important to him, not the feeling that the drinks gave him. Sometimes the alcohol even gave him a depressed feeling, and he didn’t like that at all; so to him life was better without drinking, with the exception of a few beers or wines in special occasions. Nodding his head, he understood what she was saying to him but he had no idea how to reply, he didn’t want his words to come out and make him seem like a dick or make him seem like a little child who didn’t understand anything. “I…understand, and you weren’t idiotic at all, you thought it would help you, that’s not stupid.”
Nodding his head, he let out a sigh; if he kept talking about Cass then pretty soon the boy would take over their relationship and ruin it and he didn’t want that to happen, he also didn’t want Anouk becoming annoyed by the amounts of questions that he asked. His heart lifted at every good word that she said about him, Alex was too much of a pessimist and he knew he wouldn’t let this go, he needed a lot of praise in his life to make him feel better about himself but he loved Anouk and he had to give her the same in return. “Je sais que vous avez eu à renoncer à beaucoup dans votre vie pour me rendre heureuse, et je suis reconnaissant pour cela, vous ne savez pas combien je suis reconnaissant. Je veux juste que vous sachiez que je vais faire des sacrifices aussi, je sais qu'il ne semble pas comme je veux, mais si vous pouvez le faire, pourquoi ne puis-je?" He smiled a the once more, tilting his head to the side to catch her eye and stroked her cheek affectionately. "If you want me to do something for you just ask and I’ll consider it, I know your body is used to sex, and I’m hoping it can get used to without it, I will give it to you one day…just not now." He let out a small laugh, feeling much better about the entire situation then when he had entered the topic before.
tagged// anouk! word count// 975! thoughts// french!
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Post by anouk lirienne fournier on Oct 27, 2011 13:51:00 GMT -5
This whole situation was throwing her off balance and Anouk didn’t like that one little bit. She was used to have everything under her control and have things go her own way, being at Alexei’s merci was her own decision but it was taking a lot of effort sticking to it. Up until know she knew exactly what to give to the boys around her, they were all so easy to read, but Alex… well she knew what he wanted but she couldn’t give it to him, she simply couldn’t because he didn’t want it. It was… ironic to say the least. She was glad he didn’t forced her to take the medications and that he understood what she was going through, so she was sure he still had a lot of things to mull over when it came to what she did and well, he had been much of an antisocial guy, he couldn’t very well know how heavy her partying could have really been… he could thought about crazy parties with tons of alcohol involved and mild drugs but she hadn’t been one girl of going mild on anything at all and if she did something she made sure of doing it the big way. It wasn’t that alcohol was actually important in her life, it was just the way she had to have fun and to be free, but it wasn’t important. It was just another thing she used. Anouk loved flirting with danger, unfortunately for her she had been deep into a lot of situations because of that, and luckily enough no one ever knew about them, at least no one she cared about.
She sighed, tired, not really wanting to talk anymore about this topic or any depressing one for that matter. This was the reason she never gave him answers, because he tended to stick to the topic until one of them got hurt and they had to drop it. But this time he said he was proud of her an Anouk knew she had made the right decision giving up that part of her life, right at the moment she remembered why she was doing all this and why it was all so worth it. His smile was all she really needed and wanted. “Thank you Alex. And… yes, you got that right, though ‘not being easy’ is a bit of an understatement.” But she wasn’t going to explain him how bad she was really feeling and much less the day of her date. She knew all her excess paid off on her body and that some of it, like her weight, couldn’t be completely hided, but it there was no need to worry Alexei why would she? Anouk laughed at him, not being able to believe he was saying that. Moral Alex was trying to find an excuse for the abuse of drugs and alcohol and sleeping around, it was actually hilarious when she herself had stopped looking for an excuse, it was what it was and she didn’t needed the excuses to feel better with herself. “Don’t try to excuse something that has not excuse at all Alex, I was an idiot and that’s a fact. I was a slut and that is also a fact. I learnt to deal with it the way it was, and the only way to get over it is admitting you knew you were doing wrong.”
She was surprised he had given up so easily with Cass topic but relieved he did so, because she really didn’t want to explain what she had felt towards him when Anouk herself didn’t have a clear idea of her feelings. She had tried to convince herself so many times she hadn’t fallen for Cass that maybe, and only maybe, she had done just so, she had even acted jealous and protective over him when he hit on Gareth, just because she knew he was meaning every bit of it and that threw her off balance, and it didn’t help that Alex reminded her of Cass ignoring her every time the boy came online, plus Alexei wasn’t talking to her that much and they were always fighting. She might have clung into him a bit more than she had expected and sure enough Alex didn’t need to know that. Smiling up to him she had to push down the urge of kissing him senseless right there and then and a few tears escaped her iron control and rolled down her checks, for once they were tears of happiness, and she wasn’t ashamed of showing them to him, it was actually important for her that he will know. “You don’t need to do sacrifices, I’ll take it all, all you are with your flaws and everything. I know you are willing to do so, and that’s what makes it unnecessary.” And she meant it, she didn’t want him to change one little bit, even if he made her wait forever she knew she was going to love him the same way. “I love you just the way you are.”
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OUTFIT, here WORD COUNT, 849 NOTES, anouk knows how to make a heart melt haha
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Post by alexei leon fournier on Oct 27, 2011 16:56:24 GMT -5
Being a difficult character was Alex’s forte; he was the type of person that no one could really understand because he hid so much away underneath his heart. He didn’t allow anyone to enter him, didn’t allow anyone to try and understand him because deep down, hew as actually a terrified little boy. All men were, all men thought that they would be hurt in one way or another, and even though they didn’t show their insecurities or their worries, they felt it and Alex was too much of a sensitive wuss that he didn’t want anyone getting close to him at all. He knew he was a difficult character to understand because sometimes he even said things that didn’t make sense to a lot of people as well as him, he just didn’t want people getting too close to him. Being antisocial was the best thing for him, he felt as if everything was going to be fine if he didn’t get involved with people; he would have loved to have less people in his life but then that would have made him a total bore and he knew that, he knew that very well; but it was just a small idea in his head.
Being persistent was another one of Alex’s forte, in high school people never used to speak to him much so he always became slightly paranoid thinking that thy were talking about him (most was true, but some were not), and now that he was older he sort of let go of it, he was just more insistent on having people tell him what they were talking about because he just wanted to know. Being (indirectly) bullied did that to him. But being with Anouk made him realise that he didn’t have to care about what other people thought about him, that if they wanted to talk about they could. He realised that not everyone could love him and he would have to deal with it. And Anouk’s love was stronger than that, it made him realise that as long as she loved him then he didn’t need anyone else, she was everything really in his life; and it took him until a horrific incident in their lives to occur, until he realised that. He rolled his eyes at her comment, a cheeky smile on his face. “Oh well, just get through with it and I’ll reward you in way or another.” Smiling, he once again moved closer to her, putting his hands inside his coat pocket, his bumped out coat touching Anouk gently. Looking down at her, he moved his mouth behind his scarf, it was suddenly quite cold. His eyes narrowed at the word ‘slut,’ he had never actually thought of her in that way, and he didn’t like the word either. It was derogatory and disgusting, moving a hand out of his pocket he gently touched her face. “You are not a slut, you were just having fun.” He shook his head, not bothering to comment on anything else that she said, the quicker the topic was dropped, the better it would be.
It was true that there were many guys whom Alexei didn’t like, before he had gotten really close to Anouk, he didn’t mind seeing the different amounts of boys that she had slept with or gotten together with, he just thought it was a natural thing because a lot of teenagers were like that. But now that he was so close to her, he was jealous. Jealous of every guy that ha touched her, kissed her or seen anything underneath the clothes that she wore, it literally burnt a fire through him and he didn’t like that feeling at all; he wasn’t meant to feel like that. Jealousy was definitely a much stronger emotion than he had anticipated it to be. “But that doesn’t make our relationship fair does it, love? I love you just the way you are too.” He smiled down at her, taking his other hand out of his pocket he leaned down a little, grazing his lips across hers.
tagged// anouk! word count// 684! thoughts// and the muse is slowly dying!
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