Unexpected Expectations

My expectations were simple for Life. But those expectations changed when I was taken...
I don't know what to Expect...
Except to do what someone else wishes.


9. Him.

Gosh... He's beautiful. He was pale, almost like milk. His hair was a dark brown, with what looked like natural highlights. He's the kind of guy written about in books. He wore black converses, rather new looking, a little battered but well looked after. His blue jeans were ripped at the bottom, fraying. His simple button up shirt was wrapped by an undone black leather jacket. He looked inhuman. Like Cupid or another Greek God, he was beautiful. His skin was smooth, no birthmarks or blemishes alike.

"Hey..." he stretched out the greeting a bit as he walked forward to me. I didn't quite know what to say, he took my breath away. He came closer, I sat still, not daring to move.
"Hi," I squeaked out. That's all I could quite manage. I couldn't stop looking at him, he was mesmerising. He knelt in front of me, and put his hand on the floor to balance himself.
"You okay?" he asked. His voice was silk like, so smooth. Like a luxurious chocolate melting in my mouth. I wanted to speak but the words got caught behind my teeth.
"Been better," I simply stated. He laughed lightly and knelt onto his knees, his hands on his thighs, his eyes locked on me. But why?




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