“I’m sorry, but I never actually believed in love”

Our Insecurities get the best of us.
Our fears limit us.
Our obsessions Outcast us.


18. Seventeen



"So that was your family," I say sitting on her bed as she closes her door.

"Yep," she says sounding flat and lying down on her bed.

"What's wrong?" I say lying down on my side next to her.

"Nothing, did you like my family?"

"Yeah, they're cool," I say and play with a strand of her hair. I can tell she's upset so i let the physical contact minimum.

"Yeah, you and Trystan seem to  get on well," she says rolling her eyes.

"Is this what it's about?" I say sitting up, and looking down at her. She turns her face around. I sit with my legs on both sides of her thighs, my elbows support me and are above her shoulders, she still doesn't look at me.

"Hey, I love you, you not Trystan, i love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections," I say and she looks up at me finally.

"My brother has always been number one in everything, he always got the higher marks, he was born slim, my parents have a hobby of comparing me to him and it drives me mad, because all I do is disappoint, i don't want to lose you to him," she says with her hands on my waist.

"I turned gay for you, I'm not gonna turn straight for your brother. Plus, he doesn't have your eyes," I say and kiss her eyelids, eye by eye,"He doesn't have your adorable nose," her nose, "he doesn't have your lips," and her lips, I feel her smile into it and I enjoy the curve on my lips. She sits up and I wrap my arms around her neck,she pushes my dress up, stroking my thighs. We only stop to catch a breath, our eyes were closed.

We stop after a while and I manage to whisper," I told Jared." Her eyes flew open.

"What did he say?" she asks, looking worried.

"He says he's happy for us."


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