Angelique Hagenaar
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Angelique Hagenaar
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SEND ME A “Ø” AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER, YOUR MUSE WILL RECEIVE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FROM MINE: A PASSIONATE KISS
Dark hues were locked on the pair before him. This was one of those moments that you saw in movies. The awkward bumping of body parts, items crashing to the ground as both parties apologized before going about there way, but this didn't seem to be going that way. She had tripped basically into his arms, thanks to his quick reflexes. All that had occurred to him was her falling, but once his arms were wrapped around her...other thoughts commenced to blossom. The feelings he'd been hide. The daydreams. The happy feeling that washed over him when she was around. She had made his move to Mystic Falls much easier than he ever would of expected, but it was more than just because she was one of the few friends he'd made here.
Lips parted, daring to let words seep between, but there were no words fitting, no string of words could of could of defined the tightness of his grip. It wasn't a painful grasp, but more so one of protection. Not to mention the fact that this was the closest they'd been to one another. In his mind, his thoughts were arguing over what to say, what he should of done, or should be doing. Despite his urge to pay them the slightest bit of attention, he didn't. His mind had been driving him nuts lately. The dreams that started sweet and ended with screams, he just wanted to tune it all out.
--And he did..
His mind clear, eyes shutting, and as appreciation for the silence,he relaxed. His body slipped closer to hers as his free hand relocated to her cheek, bringing her face up to his. Before he could even realize that he had aligned his lips with hers, they were moving wildly against the woman's. Fingers racking through dark tresses, others skimming over the bare skin on her arm. The feeling was one that he'd hadn't been expecting. Hell, he didn't even expect keeping her from falling on her face to turn into his mini confession.
{ His confession }
Shit, she probably didn't even had the slightlest clue that he felt this way. He withdrew instantly, fingers that yearned for her touch were drawing deep into the pits of his pockets. Cheeks flushed a shade of red that he couldn't hide, " Uh...I.. I'm sorry.. " He added before turning down the hallway and slipping away before she could say another word-- or one at all.