tình yêu is shown in many ways, whether it’s shown bởi actions hoặc bởi sweet words, it’s still usually noticed. Most people in this world have that special someone, whether it’s a girlfriend/boyfriend, wife/husband, hoặc just a friend with benefits. Everybody has someone, everybody except him. He loved, needed, and desired her, but yet, he didn’t have her. He couldn’t profess her tình yêu for her like ordinary people do, their relationship hoặc lack there of, was not at all like that. It was full of banter, sarcasm, and deeply hidden lust.
“I detect deviousness in your voice.”
“I wasn’t trying to hide it.”
She states, proudly.
“So, what’s on the agenda? Are we just going to stand in your room all night and have girl talk?”
“I’m going to stand in my room, bạn can go stand in your own place.”
“Okay.”
He states, happily, and as he hops on her bed.
“By your place, I meant your dorm.”
“I like this “place” better.”
He states, referring to her small sized bed, as he wiggles on it, getting a feel for it.
“It might be smaller, but, it’s full of comfort.”
He speaks, again. As, her eyes hiển thị anger.
“Its 10:30 at night, I need to get sleep-”
“I’d be happy to help bạn with that.
He quickly cuts her off.
“And, I like to sleep alone.”
She finishes her statement.
“You sure bạn don’t want a cuddle buddy, I can be a giant teddy bear, hoặc dog, hoặc whatever you’re into.”
He waggles his brows.
“What are we doing?”
“Well, I thought I was trying to annoy you, and bạn were trying to get rid of me. But, apparently, we’re doing something else to you.”
“I mean, why are bạn here?”
“That’s a dumb câu hỏi even for you, hello, look at the papers and sách on your beloved desk.”
“You didn’t even help!”
She stated loudly.
“I helped in my mind, that’s all that counts!”
He matched her tone, mocking her.
“Are bạn ever going to leave?”
He thinks.
“Tell bạn what, I’ll leave if bạn tell me the real reason why bạn sucked my face off that night.”
He states, in all seriousness.
“And, then you’ll go back to your dorm?”
“I was thinking thêm like the strip club on 8th Avenue, but I guess we could call it that.”
She rolls her eyes, in not so hidden frustration with him.
“I kissed you, because… I wanted to.”
The sentence just rolls off her tongue, as if she wasn’t planning on saying that.
He’s silent, and for once in his life, he’s actually Mất tích for words.
“Do I tell her the truth, hoặc lie like I always do?”
Various các câu hỏi like this flooded his uncooperative mind.
She was staring now, noticeably so.
She quickly cleared her throat, trying to shake the lump in her throat that she had from the moment she had đã đưa ý kiến it.
“Looks like bạn got your reason, bạn can go now.”
She states, and smiles unsurely.
“You wanted to Kiss me?”
He gives a questioning look, finally coming out of his daze.
“I’m pretty sure I đã đưa ý kiến that.”
“Why didn’t bạn say it before?”
“Would it have mattered?”
She asks, confusion hiển thị in her eyes.
“Nope, because no matter what…”
He pauses, slowly standing up, and cautiously making his way towards her.
“I still would’ve done this…”
He states quietly, as he is face to face with her now, towering over her 5’4” frame.
And, in that second, she doesn’t understand what he means, but after the third second, it dawns upon her, as his nose collides into left cheek bone, before his lips gently touch hers. This Kiss was better than the first, because this Kiss made her remember just how much she loved and needed him. It was a Kiss of feelings, not just of lust. And, at that moment, she knew that she would never stop loving him.