Oh, darling || Datie
[Her words were like music to his ears; his own touch getting soften and tender, as he held her porcelain hand in his; his thumb gently brushing against her skin, in order to finally believe this was all happening. His whole being got lost in the depths of her green eyes, his feet struggling to keep balance, as she moved closer to his frame. He couldn’t form any words, he allowed for his free hand to wrap around her small waist and pull her closer to him; his chest raising and falling rapidly against her own; his pale lips curling into a charming smirk. He felt not only protective of her, but completely obsessed with the way she felt against him, as if she was only his, forever more, and no one else could get in between.]
We can stay right here, all night, and I wouldn’t mind one bit, sweetheart.
[He whispered in her ear; his lips barely grazing her earlobe, as he leaned his head against hers. He could hear the music all the way from the other rooms, but it wasn’t exactly the beat they needed. He could slow dance with her in this hallway, and all the other’s eyes could be glued on them, and he wouldn’t care. He could dance without music at all, as long as she was in his arms.]
{the more of his touch she felt from him, the more lost she felt. As if she didn´t feel the need for water, blood, food. Nothing. All she felt was the warmth that she felt coming from him. With a smile, she nodded her head, against all odds, and moved closer into him.}
I don´t care. Is.. everything going to change now? It is, isn´t it?
{She asked as she looked into those familiar eyes. She couldn´ñt help but wonder about all the change that there will come. Even if they were to have this one perfect night together and tomorrow he would be gone once again. It didn´t matter now. For Katie, the fact that he was there now, right infront of her meant that she would never be able to get over him again. She was never the strong girl. The girl with guts or strenth. She was always the weakest at games. she was always the one who got sick. Even though now she was different, she couldn´t get sick anymore. The human things from her were still left in her. All the weaknesses. So now, she knew, that this time, without him.. she couldn´t do it all over again. But instead of voicing all that, she simply put her head to his, breathing in the scent of his that she so missed and closed her eyes. She loved him still. And even though he was gone, she had loved him more and mroe each day. }











