I didn't talk to him for whole 5 minutes and let me tell you they were alot.
He kept pouting and kissing me, and I finally had to forgive him.
But, today, since the confession in the art room, we haven't kissed, he hasn't touched me, he is really quiet, but he is smiling at me and forming sentences even if they are forced.
I decided I will give him time, and be patient with him.
I love him and he deserves it.
Fuck! Love him?
Oh shit! I cursed.
No, shit!
Wha-no!
I heard the bathroom door open but I didn't seem to care as I was too panicked about me cursing.
I looked to my right and saw Kezr looking at me weirdly.
He had only a towel on his waist and one towel was in his hands from which he was drying his hair.
Shite! I love his abs!
He looked drool worthy. I wanted to bite him.
Can you bite him?
Of course I can, he's mine.
I got off the bed, forgetting I just cursed, that's the effect he has on me, he makes me forget everything when he's around me, gathering all my attention.
His eyes fixated on mine and I went to take the towel from his hand off. I grabbed his arm and looked at it.
He kept looking at me with his eyes widened and lips turned up, he was giving me a look telling me, I was weird.
Well, boy, I know that.
Shut up! He's not boy, do you look at the abs? They are the proof of his masculinity.
I looked at him, then his arm and then attacked him with my teeth.
I bit him and he hissed in pain, moving his arm away from me.
"The fuck!?" He yelled causing me to giggle.
It felt nice to bite him, yummy!
"Yummy!" He smelt like roses, which meant he used my shower gel.
"You used my shower gel?" I asked him amusedly.
His eyes widen, forgetting all his pain, he turned around, showing me his back muscles and said, "pshh! No!"
Liar.
His hair was all curly from being in braids that I made yesterday.
Kezr stood in front of the mirror and I sat back on the bed admiring him.
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