Rewriting the stars

Evanna’s pov:

          My heart raced and soared as his toned body was sharply pushed against mine. His beautiful eyes were vacant of any softness and instead, were drowning in lust. His voice grew deep and raspy as he spoke only a few words. “Please forgive me.” I know my eyes glossed over with confusion and my breath was coming out in choppy forced gasps as opposed to a steady stream. That’s when he ran his soft plump lips straight into mine making my body try and lurch backward in surprise only to find it against a wall. He gently nibbled at my bottom lip asking for entrance to my mouth and without hesitation or consent, I opened. He filled my mouth with his tongue and battled for dominance with mine. My own tongue was lashing violently feeling the new intruder. However, after a few seconds of chaos and war, I gave in and allowed him to lead, forcing his way deeper into my mouth. I didn’t mean to but I let out a small moan and I could feel his lips curl into a smile against mine which instinctively caused me to smile and moan a little louder. Without realizing my hands were soon embedded in his soft brown hair and I gently tugged at it. It was a few minutes but it felt like an eternity and I wouldn’t have minded if it was. He slowly pulled his tongue away from mine, gently pressing our foreheads together while gasping for oxygen. We stood there breathing for a few moments before he grunted. “Damn that was one hell of a kiss.” All I could do was stare. I looked into those crystal blue eyes and stared into my version of infinity. If this is what falling in love is like, I never want to hit the ground. That's when reality hit me, I was kissing the man that had done the unthinkable. The man who had made my life a living Hell in the short few weeks that he and I were together. The man who had taken the fist-sized structure that was now beating rapidly for him and shattered it into a million pieces. How I hate the fact that my heart still beats for him. That I still want him to have complete control over it. I had to suppress the undeniable feeling of lust that was consuming me from the inside out, and I spoke. "Why now? Why after all that we have done for each other? Why do you feel the need to make me fall for you all over again after? It’s  become clear that we are toxic!" He took my waist and pulled me close. He pulled me so close that I could hear the very heartbeat in his chest and could smell the fading cologne on his thin, white cotton shirt. I wished there was more fabric to keep me from feeling every aspect of his body. My hands yet again Itched for his touch and I allowed them only a little and I placed my hands on his chest trying to gain distance.I could still pick up traces of the cologne I had gotten him for Valentine’s Day. It was still heavy and dark with its distinct woodsy smell that felt so fresh that it felt like you could inhale him forever and leave oxygen behind. He knew I was crazy for that smell and could hardly resist him in it. Did he know that I would be here? He bent his lips to my ear gently brushing them against my lobe making an involuntary tingle race down my back and hitching my breath as I got another inhale of that sweet cologne, "Because it's you, it's always been you." His breath was sweet and I wanted to taste it once more on my lips, but he pulled away and went off into the night. I stood there with my back only inches away from the wall for a few seconds before I caught up with the events that just transpired. I collapsed on my knees and broke into sobs burying my face in my hands. Two months. That was it. Two months I had been living in this crap hole of a town. Two months ago I didn’t have hope. It was just another town and I was positive I'd be out of here by now. I was oh so wrong. Before moving to Shelbyville Indiana I had lived a total of 9 other places. In 16 years of life, I had traveled from town to town and state to state with my mom. My dad left when I was three, which was for the best. I don’t remember a lot about him but what I do remember doesn’t exactly prove him to be ‘father’ material. I was perfectly happy with my mom. She works for the military in the computer engineer division and was stationed and restationed a lot meaning we moved a lot. This never really bugged me. If I’ve learned anything from my dad it's that people are unreliable and the less attached I am the better. After what felt like hours I dried my face and stood up using the rough brick alleyway wall for support. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and let out a curse seeing the time. It was already 10:24 meaning I was officially 24 minutes past curfew. I slowly ducked my head out of the ally way and checking that the coast was clear and that I wouldn’t be suddenly shoved against a wall again. When all that greeted me was the flicker of a street lamp I figured the coast was clear. I pulled myself away from the wall and dashed through the empty streets of downtown Shelbyville to the apartment complex my mom and I lived in. I made my way to the stairwell and dashed up skipping steps at a time. I knew my punishment for missing curfew and wanted to shorten it as much as possible. I frantically fiddled with my keys before slamming them into the lock and whipping open the door. I expected to see my mother in a chair facing the door with a watch and whistle in hand as always but instead, the small room was filled with emptiness. I inched my way into the room and silently shut the door behind me, praying that she fell asleep. As silently as I could I made my way to the kitchen table only to be greeted with a note informing me that my mom had to leave town for a bit and would be back in a few days. I sighed my relief before heading back to the door and locking it. All I could think about was him and how much I hoped that he wouldn’t know I was home alone.

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