Twenty
Questions
Chapter
7
part
two
(the things in italics mean they are part of a memory or
story)
He sounded
unsure of the question, like he was almost positive the answer
would be no.
Without thinking, I got up and
walked over to him.
I stood right in front of
him.
I was shorter than him. He seemed
almost five inches taller than me.
I still wasn’t thinking
about what I was doing when I reached up and lightly tilted his
chin, so he was looking at me.
I stared into his
eyes.
They were right there.
We were so close.
His eyes were gorgeous…
they were never one color.
At the moment they looked kind of
gray with hints of green and blue as the light danced across
them.
I got lost in them.
I felt his breath on my
face.
It was warm and smelt like
spearmint.
I closed my eyes and breathed him
in.
He smelt like axe…how did
he smell so good in such a place?
I could feel him right
there.
I opened my eyes.
I took a step closer to him,
putting a hand on his chest.
He seemed frozen- unsure of what
to do.
I looked into his eyes once
again.
He met my gaze.
Then he put his hand up on my
cheek.
I slowly closed my eyes as we
both leaned in.
I stood on my toes as I pressed my lips onto his.
And I swear, the second our lips
connected, the world stopped.
He gently put his other hand on
the small of my back and I leaned into him even more.
My heart was fluttering inside my
chest.
I kept one hand on him; it was
now squished between the two of us.
I picked up my other hand, and
put it on the back of his head, tangling my fingers in his soft,
brown hair.
Our lips fit together
perfectly.
Like two puzzle pieces finding
where they belong.
We stayed like that- kissing- for
what seemed like forever before we both pulled away.
But that forever wasn’t
long enough for me, I wanted to lean back into him and kiss him.
Aga
Instead, I looked up into his
eyes and sighed.
Biting my lip to keep me from
smiling like an idiot.
It was perfect.
He was perfect.
“Does that answer your
question?” I asked.
“What question?” he
remarked, obviously as dazed as I was from the kiss.
I was about to laugh at his
cluelessness when the room started spinning.
There was a splitting pain in my
head.
Carter snapped back into his
normal self when he noticed.
“Brielle, are you
okay?” he asked, taking a step back to get a better look at
me.
I opened my mouth to talk but no
words would come out.
My head hurt. So
badly.
I reached up to hold my head as I
sank to my knees.
I was on the floor by Carter’s feet
when images of two people kissing started flickering through my
mind.
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