Stories

Counting on a miracle when chances are zero, I did and she came back.

So many stories that will never be told. So many words that will never be written. Sure, in a way it is a good thing. Sometimes, 'real' stories were a little too real for readers. No happy endings, no fairy tales or passion that never fades. No promises of an everlasting love.

But maybe, just maybe, the words we never get to read were the words we needed the most. Day by day I look at the vanity of investing love, the purposelessness of the whole idea of love. Sometimes it feels like a fantasy, only that mine won't be granted.

Maybe it will, maybe it won't.

Many years from now, if I'm not put to rest, kiss the ground where our eyes first met, though it'd be crazy to put our love to the test. Around the world and back till we can't hold our breaths. Love took its toll when red leaves fell but we stood tall. Swore we'd dance till the reaper makes his final call. These promises I carry with a lover's view, to cherish a lifetime of being in love with her.

In my dreams, I know this love to be true because its so wrong. Adore her in every dream as if it's so real. Gone to the depths of my sleep to hear her love story. Only living when when dying is kind of what I feel.

Like a baby creeping for that sleepy feeling. When I woke up, you just go on disappearing. Wounded hearts get healed by her sweet number. Hope springs eternal with eyes crossed in my slumber.

I heard a thud on the floor and shook me off my train of thoughts, and turned to find her landed squarely there. She popped her eyes open and groaned of pain. "Damnit!" she cussed and shoved the covers away. It was a delightful sight and I softly chucked, went to her and offered to help her up. She didn't once talk afterwards.

Funny thing she wasn't hurt that badly. Only her thudding on the floor.

"You okay?" I asked brushing her cheek with my thumb, her face was so smooth. She just nodded and cupped her head in her palms, resting her hands on the knees, still on the floor. She sat pulling her legs up to her chest. Her face with that look you just knew something is up.

"Probably I drank too much wine, my head is fuzzy and heavy" she rolled her eyes at me when she caught me staring like in disbelief, still I wasn't sure I had come out of my head. I shook my head and said I was going to get some ice. "I need water first" she softly requested with that voice I can't say no to. .

I found her on the bed, curtains widely drawn to let in sunlight. She took the glass with trembling hands and gulped it twice and replaced the glass with ice. Placing it on the side of her head, she let out a sigh.

Phew.

She was getting better, I had downed the whisky when I woke up at three in the morning when I had nothing better to do.

She scanned herself and noticed she only wore a baggy t-shirt, she just smiled and knew she was in no position to dress herself.

I was still staring at her when she patted on the bed for me to sit. Wrapping her arms around my shoulder, she whispered into my ear, a soft "Thank you".

I sniffed her hair breathing her in. I had no words.

"Maybe later we could go for a walk after this distressing hangover is over" she laughed at her rhyme.

"Yeah, what about we start with a shower?" I scooped her off the bed and she giggled, hooking her arms around my neck for support. I held her mid air with her legs wrapped around my waist, plopped her on the wall and devoured her lips. Quick but romantic. She was shy. She whimpered when I caressed her thighs, I dropped her slowly to the floor, eyes looking into hers, hearts beating on with urgency, lips tingling from the kiss.

I opened the door for her, ladies first right.

Probably I should join her inside. But I brushed the idea away. She smiled and promised "I'll be right out" but in my head I was like,

'I'd rather be in there kissing you senseles'. I just smiled back and shook my head to clear the madness boiling in my head. I have unquenchable thirst for her.

The shower started running, I rushed to the window and slapped myself to remind me I wasn't dreaming. I threw my feet into flip flops and started walking towards the bathroom. I knocked on the door softly, once, I was about to knock again when she emerged dripping wet. "Look who's impatient, can't stay a second without me huh?"

Her words landed heavily on my ears, and I nodded, I didn't care anymore, I lifted her up again, same position she was, I felt my knees weak when her skin touched mine, her lips agonisingly close, I brushed mine over hers and she breathed heavily, she parted her lips allowing me access, bit her bottom lip and sucked, she winced and tightened her grip on my waist, pulling me into her, lips crushed again, rolled her tongue and darted with mine, she moaned in my mouth when I slammed a little into her. Damn she was sweet.

I slowly let go, passion was building, digging her nails through my hair all the way to my back clawing me with lust. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her eyes glittered when she looked at me. I wanted to do this with her whole day. I slowly let her go, sliding down my body till she was on the floor. We were both panting hard.

She didn't need a shower anymore, she was already wet. I smiled at the thought.

"I have to take this shower now" I said looking at my enlarged sweats. Damn. So much want.

She was still staring until I slid away from her and slammed the door. I let the cold shower calm me, the cool water cascading down refreshing me, set me back to default setting. I came out in a few minutes. She wasn't in the bedroom.

The aroma of freshly made pancakes and eggs wafted in the air arousing my senses, stomach grumbled and noticed I was hungry. She was singing to the food, it must be delicious. I poured myself my signature drink, and sat down on the tall stool at the counter. She slid my plate and didn't wait for a fork, hands on.

Today I was feeling optimistic.

You know what was the most exciting thing about having a girl cook for you, you just sit there staring and getting fed, feeding your appetites.

All appetites.

"That was mine" she croaked when I pounced for her plate and grabbed the lone pancake. I winked at her sipping juice.

"I guess you have to eat the eggs" she just nodded knowingly. Without a word she sat beside me looking pretty in my grey baggy t-shirt and blue high waisted Nike shorts. Her body scent strongly attacked my nose and I found myself scooting closer.

She whimpered when I touched her, literally flinching when I muzzled her neck. She was now giggling like a fool. She swatted my arm and commanded,

"Eat or I will feed you myself" she was now shoving a piece of pancake in my mouth, "You wanted it, have it" she was making this a game. I bit her finger jokingly and she mimicked crying like a baby. It was my turn to make her quiet.

I delicately took her pretty face in my rough hands, kissed her forehead and shuffled her hair in a mess. . She stopped crying and instantly locking her eyes with mine.

**

The urge was irresistible, a temptation in form of a kiss. Her eyes sunk in mine and I took her all in. I inhaled her body scent and got intoxicated, I felt a hot burn of desire coursing through me. I inched closer and my arms started caressing her, cupping her features and softly squeezing.

I pulled her closer and she landed on my chest, it felt irresistible. This is not the way I had planned it, but she was on my lap within seconds legs hooked around my waist, arms clasped around my shoulders. Sensation burning in my veins and boiling in my head, I felt a buzz.

Her eyes burned with desire and want, lustrous look in them, devilish. Her whole body tingling with from head to toe. She turned her head and our lips crushed, her lips were soft as velvet. I devoured her sweet and soft lips, I sucked her bottom lip teasingly and she moaned., m

She was now rocking on me.

Slowly.

**

It was always fun having her around. I think we ought to talk about us.

Move in together. This thought is tricky, I can't say a thing about moving in when we had barely lasted three months together. We were still in the talking stage.

But right now I need her by my side without interruptions. I want to compensate all the time I hadn't spent with her.