17...Mate desire...

Something unexplainable from within me pulls me to Barry and makes me stay whenever I should be running for the hills.

{Flashback continues}

I sat on the bed with him, taking in his grey coloured room then I heard his low sigh, earning my attention. I turned my head to him. "Are you okay?"

He stared at me while nodding slowly, his eyes piercing into my skin that I had to ask. "Why are you staring at me that way?"

"Just...." He paused, slightly narrowing his eyes at me "Thinking"

Curious, I asked "About?"

"You" he simply answered.

That was unexpected. I blinked slowly at him. "You were thinking about me?"

He hummed, still staring at me. "There is something about you...." His eyes dropped from my eyes to my chest and down to my legs "Something I don't understand" He whispered like he didn't want me to hear but I did.

His eyes went back up to my eyes "It comforts me and brings me close to you" He brought forward his fingers as if he wanted to touch my face. My lips parted, my whole body anticipating his touch. "But...." he paused and smirked, slowly withdrawing his hand "It simultaneously makes me scared"

I didn't want to feel disappointed he didn't touch my face with those warm hands and glide them down to my neck, but I just couldn't help but really feel that little tightness in my chest at the thought that he didn't touch me.

"Its weird, right?" He asked, still smirking and watched silently as his eyes glinted with playfulness and his lips divided to utter words "And that's what makes you different, its probably the reason my heart chose you to go with me to the tat studio today"

He shut his lips for a moment and silence passed between us while I took notice of the sexy shape of his lips.

"I don't know what exactly is in you that brings that...." he paused to search for the right words "...that pull" He said, staring at me in a studying manner "It's probably just a werewolf attraction"

"A werewolf attraction?" I asked with shining eyes "You're attracted to me?"

He tilted his head "I just...." he let out a deep chuckle "I find you kind of....damn how do I put this..." he whispered the last part to himself, looking down at the bedspread "You fascinate me, Pixie. There's something intriguing about you that pushes you to me, that's what I can say and uhm...." he scratched the side of his face "I don't wanna ask you if you feel the pull too, I mean, everyone knows you have feelings for my uncle" he said the last part like he was teasing me which made me blush.

My feelings for Pete is something that has been there for a long time, growing every day. I just wanna be closer to Pete, I want him to notice me as the lady I've grown to be, not the little curious girl he met years ago, but at the same time, I want to be around Barry, deepening myself in his web of troubles.

"There's a party tonight" Barry informed, adjusting himself on the bed.

"A party?" I was sure as hell I looked puzzled "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It has not been announced to the public, but I'm making a personal announcement to you right now" Barry said and shifted closer to me while I didn't have the mental strength to move back. "I want you to go with me tonight"

Barry is asking me to go out with him? To a freaking party?

"And stay with me throughout" He added in a soft voice, staring at me from his lashes.

'Stay with him throughout'. There is that gentle way he uttered those words that kicked something inside of me. I can't even say no to him.

"Will you be able to do that?" Barry asked with narrowed eyes. "Or am I asking too much in a day?"

I smiled and shook my head, strands of hair falling to my face in the process, I pushed them back and his eyes followed the action "I'm just surprised"

He bent his head sideways, his lips curving up in a teasing smile "And why are you surprised?"

I laughed shortly "I don't know!" My voice was a bit loud "I mean that was the last thing I was expecting from you"

"Oh, does that mean you don't wanna go with me?" He says casually but I saw disappointment flash in his eyes for a sec before it disappeared.

"Barry, I never said anything like that" I replied, smiling at him.

His gaze went very tender as he stretched his hand foward to tuck strands of hair behind my ear, smiling softly as he did "You know sometimes, I like the way you say my name"

I stared at him, feeling his fingertips brush my ear as he arranged strands of hair to stay behind my ear.

"Barry" I whispered subconsciously and he smiled gently.

"Yeah, calling my name just like that. That tone. That voice. That expression" He analyzed with a low tone, making me recall when he also called my name in the tattoo parlor.

Strangely, I like it that of all names out there, it's my name he could blurt out when he was in discomfort which made me wonder what could have caused the pains he was talking about.

"Back at the tattoo parlor while you were getting your tattoo ...." I paused when Barry darted his eyes to the bedspread like he didn't want to talk about it.

I scratched the side of my head and watched him silently for a few seconds.

"The pains..." I continued anyways because I was curious, I mean curiosity is what got me involved with Barry in the first place.

He looked up with a sad smile "I don't wanna talk about it"

Of course, he doesn't.

I balanced in front of him, wishing I could hug him, but I've gotta be careful.

Barry kept staring blankly at the bedspread, then he shut his eyes and held the sides of his head in between in his palm. He opened his eyes again and muttered something under his breath.

I frowned a little worried and confused. Is something wrong with him?

He blinked slowly, looking up at me and cursed under his breath, still holding his head in his hands. "Fuck"

I was now more confused at his actions. "Barry?"

"I'm sorry Pixie, but the memories are now rushing inside my head." He sighed, running his pink tongue over his red lips "They keep coming. I can't forget!" He said loudly, running his fingers through his soft hair.

I felt guilty instantly because I knew I was mostly at fault for bringing up the topic in the first place.

"Barry, I'm sorry" I apologised, stretching my hands forward to touch him, but I quickly withdrew, my hands shaking a little.

He bit his lip, avoiding my gaze. "Maybe now is the time to leave"

"No, Barry. No" I said stubbornly to him, shifting close to him and placing my hand on his shoulder.

I was not going to leave him when he's hurting, both emotionally and physically.

"Pixie" He called firmly, throwing me an expression that screams 'leave'.

"Barry, I'm not leaving you alone!" I knelt on the bed, staying closer to his warm body "Maybe there's something I can do to help, I'm sure there should be something. Anything. I just can't leave" I said with rush, my heart pounding in my chest at the possibility that he might ask me to do something crazy.

He bent his head low, moving it from side to side. "I just want my mind off it" He massaged his forehead before raising his head to look at me. He flicked his gaze from my eyes to my lips and quickly averted his gaze. "I think I need a good distraction"

"Barry" I called his name slowly as I began to understand why his eyes were on my lips seconds ago. I felt heat crawling up to my face again.

Apart from the fact that I know Barry needs a distraction, I know he desires it and I wanna grant him his desire because I want that same thing he desires.

A distraction, right? It's just gonna be a distraction, nothing more.

I hope that's just it.