Angry at Love - Chapter 11: Chapter 11
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We were currently sitting on his bed which I no longer almost fell off of. Miles had earbuds in and basically ignored me, but I didn't mind. I just liked being in his company.
We weren't really doing anything. I was just going through my phone, trying to find some books to read, when his voice, which I like to hear much more than I'd like to admit, brought me out of my thoughts.
"What are you doing?" I looked up and my eyes met his.
"Oh you know, just plotting to take over the world." I answered, staring at his deep brown eyes.
A grin tugged at the corners of his lips, and I found myself unable to look away from how they looked. His lips were flaked and drying and I was tempted to give him chapstick. I wonder how they'd feel on mine.
Suddenly realizing what I was doing, my eyes flicked to meet his before I looked away in embarrassment, my face burning.
Suddenly his head was a whole lot closer.
"Sounds exciting, can I join you?" he whispered. It sent shivers down my spine, his face was so close I could see the faintest patch of freckles on his cheeks I'd never noticed before. We stayed like that, so close our noses were nearly touching, for who knows how long. Just staring at each other.
And then suddenly, I was leaning in.
And he didn't move away. Quite the opposite.
We were currently sitting on his bed which I no longer almost fell off of. Miles had earbuds in and basically ignored me, but I didn't mind. I just liked being in his company.
We weren't really doing anything. I was just going through my phone, trying to find some books to read, when his voice, which I like to hear much more than I'd like to admit, brought me out of my thoughts.
"What are you doing?" I looked up and my eyes met his.
"Oh you know, just plotting to take over the world." I answered, staring at his deep brown eyes.
A grin tugged at the corners of his lips, and I found myself unable to look away from how they looked. His lips were flaked and drying and I was tempted to give him chapstick. I wonder how they'd feel on mine.
Suddenly realizing what I was doing, my eyes flicked to meet his before I looked away in embarrassment, my face burning.
Suddenly his head was a whole lot closer.
"Sounds exciting, can I join you?" he whispered. It sent shivers down my spine, his face was so close I could see the faintest patch of freckles on his cheeks I'd never noticed before. We stayed like that, so close our noses were nearly touching, for who knows how long. Just staring at each other.
And then suddenly, I was leaning in.
And he didn't move away. Quite the opposite.
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