“This is the story of how they met, her picture was on the back of pack of cigarettes. And when she touched him he turned ruby red~! A story that they’ll never forget, never forget!! An all the boys are smoking menthols, girls are getting back rubs, I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough?! My old aches become new again, my old friends because exits again!!” Music was blasting and voice screaming. Savannah and I drove down the high way to the Central World Mall. The biggest mall known around here, it’s three floors! Shit be real yo!
My best friend and I sang with the songs playing on the radio, something we loved. We smiled and laughed and danced as we sat in our seats. Well, I did as much as I could while driving. I couldn’t help it, music is something I love, and something I really liked having fun listening to. As long as it had a good beat, sounded smooth and....funky? whatever, and had a sexy singer, I was happy.
We pulled into the huge parking lot searching for a spot to park, it took about twenty minutes, but we found one. “So why did we come all the way up to the CWM?”
“Well, I was just going to go to Wal-Mart to get some medicine. But then I thought Savannah’s leaving soon, and she is my Christmas shopping buddy, I better do it now! And here we are!” I beamed over to her as she blushed and smiled shyly to me.
She was leaving on a sudden trip to a country in Europe, with some strange guy I don’t even know. She was lying to everyone about this thing, even her parents, they thought she was going to look for schools in Europe, not hang out with hot men. Savannah would be leaving sometime next week, missing a few days of school.
It’s a rare thing to see the famous Savannah Wolfe smile too. She is strict and stern about everything she has ever done. And she was my best of all friends. We have known each for so long, it’s like we are family now. Although she may be a grumpy bitch, and a stick in the mud, and school was the most important thing to her, she is still my best friend. Do you know how many times she has gotten me out of crap!? She is like, a life savory, she is a blessing, she is The almighty goddess, Savvy!
“So can you at least give me a hint to where you are going Savvy?” I pleaded over to her. Her hat kept falling down into her face, and she was only in a sweater against the cold and her normal jeans and t-shirt look. I myself was rocking a Adventure Time Finn hat, and a very large puffy (f/c) coat that stopped at my knees.
“One hint, and that’s it. You’ll never get it. But it’s were my family name is from,” She mumbled over to me. We walked through the large doors of the Central World Mall. It was all decked out with Christmas crazed parents fighting each other for the toys their children wished for. I grimaced as two women pulled and clawed at each other over this year’s new top toy wanted by all little girls. In the background I could hear Savannah giggling at their misery.
I tipped my head to her, but kept on watching the cat fight, “Its Germany, northern, up near the more Nordic countries. The last name Wolfe, strives from wolf, something from Germanic clans and war cries, I’m not that educated on it,”
She let out a shrew scream next to me and grabbed me by my shoulder spinning me around. Savannah was a few inches taller than me, but not by much, I stared at her green eyes and their mutated ways. She had more than one color in her eyes; green, than a small ring of amber yellow around the center pupil. I envy her for such pretty looks, but then again, I don’t. Her face was bright red with anger, “How did you know!? I’ve never told anyone that!”
“Savannah, your last name is Wolfe, with an ‘E’. It’s not that hard to figure out. Besides, your dad gloats too much about it when talking to me. Or about your mom,” I watched her wince at the mention of her parents. They divorced when she was younger, now her parents are mutual and friendly to each other; she just wishes they loved each other again too. “Sorry,” I quickly added.
“L-lets, just go shopping already…”
“Okay, we got Alice some clothes, and that new Manga set for her. Karyan gets the Pusheen plushy, the Hush-Hush Saga, and some ear rings. Our Parents both get two hundred dollar visa gift cards. Savannah gets…something. Because you won’t tell meeeeeeeee!!! ” I laugh as Savannah death stares me. We both had three bags full of gifts for people. I had the gifts for our friends; she had the gifts for family.
Now we were heading to the music shop I loved. It was called In Time Tunes and Strings. It was a local shop, the only one in the world that I knew of. They sold music of all kind and instruments. You could go in, put on some head phones and test out the songs on albums. I loved it because they had bands and music from all over the world, and for good price! “Why are we here?” Savannah’s voice cut into my lovely day dream.
“For me, mostly,”
“Mostly?” Savannah lifted an eye-brow at me as we walked into the music shop. The low hum of bands played from the speakers. Rows of CDs were around, and posters covered the walls of bands.
“Yeah, I want to get myself something here, and maybe for someone else,”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes, yes it does, because….the Banana King must know.”
I broke out in a horrible fit of laughter from that comment. Here is a little inside joke, Savannah loves swearing, and back in middle school, when she ran out of a curse words, she turned Banana in an insult. No one knows what Banana means, but all we know, is you don’t want to be called it. Everyone does it now too, and Savannah started it. I being her best friend have gotten ideas behind the meaning. It just means something dirty, as in, say dick or penis to Savannah.
What? My eyes widened and I slowly looked up. My laughing stopped only for a short second, then to come out broken and nervous. “O-o-ohh! H-hi Ar- Mr. Kirkland! Wh-what are ah, What are you doing here?”
Said teacher looked at me then over to Savannah. I watched her glare at him, she really didn’t like Mr. Kirkland. She had no idea about us, but she just didn’t like him. He was the first teacher she also didn’t try to be friends with. Seeing how she was the perfect student to them, it surprised me.
“Well, I was just out shopping for someone. I’m not really one for the holiday cheer. But it seems appropriate for the time being anyways.” The blonde said, and I saw him staring at the top of my head. I looked up, noticing I still head my Adventure Time hat on. I quickly pulled it off my head and stuffed it inside one of the gift bags on my arm. The friggin Mr. teacher-pants over there couldn’t help but chuckle, causing my cheeks to burn.
“What’da ya get Mr. K?” I tried to ask as nicely as I could. Although he quickly frowned at me and started to stutter.
“Th-that’s really no-o-one of your business!” He fumbled out the worlds and then moved his hands tightly behind his back. That’s when I noticed the small bag he was holding, he must have just bought something from the music shop.
“Are you sure!? Is it for meee~!? Aww how sweet of you!”
“I told you it’s none of your business! Besides that, it’s rude to go snooping around li-”
“Fuwaa, god (Name), stop flirting with our teacher like the whores in school. Sorry, but I think you are as unlucky as them. See ya Mr. Kinky, we have got lesbian lover stuff to do- (Name)! I said let’s go!” Savannah yanked on my arm pulling me away. I gave the shocked teacher an apologetic look with a shrug.
“See you later Mr. Kirkland!” I gave a quick wave, and rushed off to punch Savannah in the back of the head. “Savvy, I’m so going to kill you! Get back here so I can chock you with these head phone cords!”
“I’m just stopping you from being like the whores in school! You see how they hang arm and leg of our male teachers. Which we oddly have a lot of, but besides that I’m just stopping you from making mistakes that’s all!” She quickly rushed further into the store, and put a row of CDs between us. She had no idea, I bet people would call me a whore or a slut if they knew all the kinds of things I did with Mr. Kirkland. But here’s the catch, I haven’t done stuff like that with anyone but him, and only him still.
“Mistakes?! What do you mean? It was just harmless teasing. I’d thought you’d be proud!” I narrowed my eyes at her and she actually looked worried, weird.
“I would be if you weren’t blushing the whole time!” She quickly snapped back at me, oh, there is that look. I think I can see hell inside her already.
“B-b-blushing!? I wasn’t blushing! Besides, what mistakes do you even know about?” I slowly reached over, and grabbed one of the headphones you used to listen to the sample music. Savannah’s attention on me was stopped, and she looked behind me glaring at someone. That’s when I jumped over the row of CDs
“I just do, okay! (N-name)! S-s-st-op! Yo-you are, are cho-chock-ing me”
“Shhhhhhh, I know, I know. How about you become on with the Banana, hmm?”
“Later came a little early didn’t?”
“Naah- yeah, you could say that, but did you really think I could stay- Nuaah! S-stay away?”
“Hmm, not even for a weekend? Such a shame, what am I going to do over winter break, that’s two weeks apart!”
I gave a little giggle as his breath tickled my neck and I pulled apart to place my hand over his lips. “Shhs-shhh! What if someone hears us? A changing room in JC-Penny’s may be roomy, and a real room with walls and a locked door, but still!” I smiled as he gave me a questioning look, and then I felt his lips turn into a grin while tighten his grip on me.
Pulling away from my hand Arthur shook his head while rolling his eyes. “How about you remember, I’m not the one the picked this little place.”
I huffed out a breath, pulling him back to me “Whatever, you like it.” Soon we were back into a hot and fierce make out session, we didn’t have much time. But I’ll take whatever I can get. The more I did this, the better it felt. As we pulled away for air, I looked behind him, “Do ah, you got your phone on you~?”
Arthur looked at me and tipped his head, his blonde locks swaying to the side of his face. “Why?”
I bit at my bottom lip and shrugged, “Well, I got this idea, and it’s been bugging me. So gimme gimme!” I reached behind him, knowing just where he kept his phone. “Nice ass by the way~” I smirked as I dug around in his back pocket of his pants, to successfully pull out his phone.
Arthur’s face was a bright red and he was just about to lecture me on my actions when he stopped. “Are you surprised?” He asked.
“H-how..? You have a really nice phone! B-better than mine!?” I cried out in a hushed scream, still trying to keep quiet.
“So?” He asked, then plucked the beautiful smart phone from my hand and unlocked, then handed it back. “I’m not allowed to have nice things?”
“N-no!” I turned my back to him, then started going through everything . “I just don’t know how you can afford a smart phone like this with your kind of salary.” I spoke harshly while looking through his pictures. I smirked at every single one of them. I moved on, and went to his contacts and pulled out my own not-as-nice-phone.
“It’s not that bad of pay, with how big the school is, and with the sudden burst of funds. I get paid far more than you think, dear. What are you doing anyways?” He looked over my shoulders watching my fingers quickly move away on two phones.
“What’s your middle name?” I asked out of the blue.
He sneered and even with my back to him I knew he had a look of disgust. “Like I’m going to tell you!”
“I’ll tell you mine, It’s (Middle-Name). See, not that hard, now what’s yours?”
“Fine, what’s it start with?”
“Hmm, good enough. Here you go~!” I turned back to him and was about to hand his phone back but stopped, “Wait, never mind, I need to do one more thing! Turn around?” I ordered him with a giddy smile.
“Wha- Why?” Arthur quickly yelled and I hushed him, he then rolled his eyes and stubbornly did as told. A few seconds later, I reach from behind him to hold his phone in front of his face.
“You like?” I asked as he slowly reached up and took his phone back. I watched his expressions change and waited for his answer. I ended up putting my number in his phone, why? Because I can, so why the hell not? Why not anything? Why not Zoidberg? Exactly, my point! Although it wasn’t under my name. I smirked at my cleverness as Arthur began to blush so badly I could feel the heat coming off him. “Don’t worry, in my phone your Count Iggy~”
“Wh-” I quickly placed my hand over him from yelling and getting us in trouble. Pulling my hand away he hushed himself as much as possible. “What the hell!?”
“Hey, I think Captain (Middle-Name) is good enough, that way if anyone looks and notice a text or call, they won’t recognize the name! But don’t you remember dear? I am your Captain, all that time back in October? And you are my Count~ You know this is an on going joke right?” I traced one of my fingers along the side of his neck as he stared down at his phone with a frown. But it eased, into a look of neutrality.
He gave out a heavy sigh and shrugged, “I guess you’re right. But (Name), it’s not really a good idea. You have to know how risky this is, right?”
Shivers ran down my spine thinking of all the trouble I could get in, but I knew I wouldn’t get caught. I haven’t yet~ “Sooo~ Aren’t we dating or something now? Shouldn’t you have my number? Did you even look at the picture I took too?”
“Picture?” He echoed, then went through his phone and found it. His face eased into a smile, and I even relaxed some too. “It’s nice, thank you.”
“You’re welcome my gum drop,” I slowly dropped my gaze and gave a dramatic sigh as I looked at the time on my own phone. “But a lass! Time is short!” I place a hand over my forehead and spin ever so intensely to stand a few feet from Arthur. “I take thee at thy word! Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized: henceforth, I never will be,” I stopped then dropped to my knees before him, “ Romeo ,” I dropped my head in false shame as I could hear Arthur begin to laugh. I lived my gaze up to him, and smile as he begins to laugh even more. I join him in our fits of shits and giggles.
“You’ve been studying lines of Romeo and Juliet?” His accented voice became cale after laughing so much, he kneeled down, then soon sat on the floor with me. Something I didn’t think he’d actually do.
I look happily over to him, and clapped my hands together, “Yep! A little birdy told me you’re gonna give a harsh oral report before winter break, and I know you love the classics, so I’m learning Romeo and Juliet line by line for shits and giggles. Aren’t I just pulling at your heart strings now?”
Arthur’s green eyes sparked with a new eagerness, “Who told you about my report? I haven’t told any of the students.” I looked at him gawking.
“You-ah-you…You didn’t get my joke? Bird? A Little Bird? A little, bird, told me…..Ya know, a little yellow bird? Someone’s pet?” I moved my hands in a fashion for Arthur to get on with it, and think about it, because clearly, he was lost. “Gilbert told me.” I finally said in irritation.
I’m pretty sure Arthur was trying to play a fair poker face, but he actually looked kind a pissed off. Is it bad that I loved it when Arthur got jealous? “How do you know his first name? I’m legitimately sure the school makes it as close to impossible for students find out their teacher’s name.”
“Well, it wasn’t hard to find out your perfect name~” I cooed as I placed a finger on his nose and slowly traced it down, over his lips, down his neck and then stopping on his chest. I felt the low growl he tried to hide, and I giggled. God I just loved doing this too him, I bet this is going to bite me in the ass later huh? Oh well. “But actually, it was really easy. He made the mistake by answer his phone during class last week. All I remember hearing is something along the lines of, Blah, Blah, Blah! Awesome, Awesome, Awesome! Yo ain't nobody gonna tell Gilbert what to fucking do biatch!”
“Why do you even talk to him? I thought you didn’t like that load mouth?” He pressed on as he crossed his arm. He just looked to cute, so I sat up and crawled over to him, and uncrossed his arms, and made myself at home on his lap.
“No, I like Gilbert. He may be loud and crazy mean with drills for gym. But sometimes, on good days, he is really fun.” I confirmed with a nod, and look up to see Arthur paying attention to the wall while he listened to me. He blinked a few times, then motioned for me to get off him and we both stood up. I’m guess the way he saw this was I couldn’t be friendly or nice to any of my other teachers, but him and only him.
“Alright then,” He said as he straightens out his clothes out. “It’s starting to get late (Name). We should get going. Besides, I think your demonic friend will be looking for you soon.”
I blink a few times, letting the smile on my face fall. “Oh, okay, I guess you’re right.” We both gathered our stuff together, and left the room. With a few quick looks around, Arthur placed a quick kiss on my lips, and put his hand on my cheek.
“I’ll see you Monday afternoon, dear. Have a nice time with your friend for the rest of the evening.” And with one more kiss he left. I lowered my head, and felt a little broken. He didn’t smile at all when he spoke. Maybe that whole kicking myself in the ass was starting. Maybe I upset him in some way.
Over the past two and a half months, Arthur and I could more or less be a couple now. At first, I only screwed with him to get rid of that referral. But the day after that, it happened again, and again. Every day of that week, we did something different in the room. I’d laugh at the look on the other student’s faces if they found out their teacher had sex with a student on their desk. Oh, we didn’t limit ourselves to the class room. No we surely did not.
Although after about two weeks of endless random hot sex, the whole fucking my teacher thing slowed down. Instead when I stayed after, we talked, flirted, and during class I got a kick out of watching him get all flustered over me and my teases. I didn’t expect it to turn into a real relationship. Still we obviously have sex, as we would have just now if it weren’t for being in a mall. So we still try do that whenever we can. I stay after every chance I get with Arthur, and I talk to him outside of school too. We’ll meet up someplace where people can’t see us, and enjoy our time together.
And now it was Christmas, and I couldn’t help but buy him a gift of two….or three. M-maybe four?! I saw so many nice things, and I couldn’t make up my mind. Why is it that I shower the people I care for in gifts, not love?
“How’d your oral report go?” My voice was raised with curiosity. I now stood with Savannah outside our English class room. She would be leaving today after school to go on her vacation with this mysterious lover man she was so hooked on. Even though, our oral reports were not to be started until next week. She and a few others had to take them today because they were leaving.
“It’s a Wednesday morning, and I’m cranky, I don’t like Mr. Kirkland and his stupid reports. You know I hate it when people ask me ‘how did it go?’” She hissed at me with a frown. I just gave her a sad smile, and shook my head in amusement.
“Alright then, are you eager to leave then?” Her dirty blonde head shot up at the mention of her departure, and her cheeks became a dark tint of pink.
“I-I-I, … t-that’s. I don’t need- why…? Whatever Pffft, Mr. Kirkland wants to see you,” She stuttered out in anger, after crossing her. “I’ll wait for you, if you don’t take too long,” She leaned her back up agents the wall and looked down the hall.
I on the other hand raised a brow at her, but didn’t say anything. Instead I placed my hand on the cold door knob, taking on last look at my friend, before pushing the heavy door open and walking into the large class room. I spotted my teacher sitting at a desk in the front row. He was scribbling down things on a clipboard full of papers.
“Hello (Name),” His voice sounded all giddy and thrilled like he was a school girl. Looking up from his work and smiling to me, he pressed on with talking. “Seeing how I had to start with taking the reports of students who wouldn’t be here for the appointed date, I was wondering if you wanted to get your own over and done with now.” His bushy eyebrows rose, as he awaited my answer.
Blinking I took a few more steps into the room, and then slightly shook my head. “But don’t I need to do it in front of the class; I’m not leaving on a vacation or anything.” I stated as I watched him give me that ‘are you kidding me look.’
“(Name), come on, you’re a smart girl, think about it for a second.” He kept staring at me as he set the clipboard down, and picked up a pen instead. I watched him for a second then gasped nodding my head.
I tapped the side of my head and grinned “Ohh, I get it now. I see,” I then pointed to him as I walked over. “I-I ah I for-forgot this ah, whole thing….Oh my god I hate myself so much now!” I buried my face in my hands, trying to hide away from Arthur as he let out a sing of chuckles. Did I really just forget that I was dating Arthur, and he was giving me a chance out of horrible humiliation when we had to do our oral report in front of the class? Seems like it doesn’t it?
“(Name) don’t be so hard on yourself,” Arthur’s voice grew closer, and soon he was standing before me, placing his hands on my shoulders. He grabbed my wrists, and pulled them apart to show my red and embarrassed face. “You know you look very cute right now. I’m almost considering forgetting about the reports and getting right to after school,” His hot breath traveled the distance between us, sending shivers throughout my whole body.
“You know I can’t. Besides, Savannah is in the hall waiting for me, she said to be quick anyways.” My voice was in a whisper. Arthur soon gave me a pouted look, and stuck out his bottom lip in some kind of foreplay. On the inside, I gushed at just how adorably he looked. On the outside, I smiled, shaking my head with laughter. “No, okay? Later, I promise,”
He let out a harsh whine and we pulled away from each other, “Do you want to do you’re report? I know you are done with it,” He turned and walked back to the desk were all his papers stayed in wait for him.
“How do you know that?!” I demanded with pressed lips. I didn’t really like that he was right, and I didn’t like he knew he was right either. Placing my hands on my hips I watched him laugh.
“(Name), dear, we both know you finished it on Monday when I told everyone about it.” He took his seat behind the desk once more, and clicked his pen with a mocking grin. “Shall we begin?”
“Fine,” I sighed “Just give me a second.” I closed my eyes as I bit my lip remembering my report. We were assigned to research a classic literature writer, and their work. We were given the choice of researching our said writer, and give a report on their life, death, and works. Or, we could choose several writers, and read lines from their work. That’s what I was doing. I had to mesmerize lines from Romeo and Juliet and Hamlet by Shakespeare, and two final pieces by Robert Frost to end my report. They were two of my inspirations in my writings. “You have to know I ha-”
“Hate clichés, yes. But you love the classics, I’m quite aware of what you enjoy (Name). You seem to be forgetting again.” Arthur leered with that ever so mocking yet playful tone in his accented voice. Is he doing this on purpose? Is he trying to irk me into guilt, because I was repressing our relationship in the slightest because now is when I choose to get scared? Well fine! Be that way!
I puffed out my cheeks and sighed, “My first piece of my report is by Robert Frost, The Rose family. It may be small, but it’s something I figured you’d like.” I watched his too cocky of a smile, as he wrote down what I said, and looked back up to me to continue. Taking in a breath, I began.
I got through two poems by Robert Frost, Arthur liked them both. The poems were about roses. He seemed to love these flowers a lot because they were from his home country. After that I did a few lines from the classic ‘To be or Not to be’ in Hamlet. I saw how giddy the blonde was, he was way too happy about this. Now, all I had left was my lines from Romeo and Juliet, apparently this is what Arthur was dying to hear from me.
I bit my lip in anger for a short second trying to calm myself. I turned to face him once more and out stretched my hand to him. “I’m going to need some help. Only if you care to be my Romeo that is,”
He had a grin that I wanted to clean right off his handsome face. He tipped his head at me “Aren’t I already?” he got up from his seat, making his way over to me taking my hand.
I let out a sarcastic laugh, he was enjoying this too much. But can I really blame him? If he was in my position, I’d be laughing too. “Our relationship is far from a play and is not a dramatic tragedy that ends in death for us both. It may be forbidden, and I’m sure many people disapprove. But it’s far from, Arthur,” I mumbled out as I looked at the ground. I narrowed my eyes, and felt my cheeks burn. “But yes you are, my Romeo,” I admitted. Like I said before, I never meant to get attached to Arthur. He was only meant to be my pawn. Instead he became a huge part of my life, something I really couldn’t help but love and hate so much. He simply became something I just can’t let go off.
“At what point into the scene?”
“….When Romeo introduces himself to Juliet,”
Arthur let out a content smile and gave an approving nod. “Ah, yes” He sighed “You’ve choose a good one. I’m proud,” My cheeks scorched with his words when I looked up to him, and I gave a sheepish smile back. It wasn’t so like me, to be awkward and shy with Arthur. After all, I was the one that came on to him. But I never liked lovey dovey things. I hated clichés, and cheesy romances made me barf. So getting all cuddly with Arthur was definitely something new to me. Something that stirred butterflies in my stomach and made me shy away from him.
He cleared his throat, and I could tell he was running the lines through his head. But of course, he had to mesmerize these lines from one the best works of literature. But apparently Arthur said he did that long before he was a teacher. “If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.” I think my cheeks could cook a marshmallow now. He said is perfectly, not what I was expecting as he stared me down with a tender gaze of amusement, and encouragement. I saw other emotions flicker in and out of his gaze, but I rather ignore those now, and deal with them later.
“Good pilgrim,” I started, looking down at my hands that he held, then back to his gaze. “You do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.”
“Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?” He quirked an eyebrow at me with an amused grin, as if shocked.
I replied back, in a lightened tone, with a slight nod of my head “Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.”
Arthur looked almost hurt for a second, then looked up at the ceiling, only god knows what’s up there. “O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do! They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.” Looking back to me, he didn’t seem to be acting with the pleading sound in his voice. Was he really begging for a kiss?
“Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.” The tone of my voice was monotone, and I acted unamused.
Arthur moved ever so closer to my face, his gaze still on mine, “Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take,” He paused, then edged closer, placing a hand on my cheek, and giving me a tender, longing kiss. I was supposed to not react as Juliet, but instead I gave into the kiss that lasted not long enough. “Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.” He spoke in a whisper as his thumb traced my heated skin. What where we doing again?
It was only a minute until I remembered what was going on. But it felt like years I was frozen there thinking about him, thinking about what we were to each other. What I’d love to do if I didn’t have to leave soon. My own voice, hushed ever so softly with each breathy word I spoke to him. “Then have my lips the sin that they have took.”
“Sin from thy lips?” He stated in a joking matter, “O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.” And once more are those sweet tasteful lips on mine, I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck. I had to give in; this was my one and only drug. All he needed to do to set me off was give me one of his sweet loving kisses.
But I only had one line left, I already knew without a doubt he’d give me a good grade on my report. I don’t think I even needed to do this; he’d give me anything I wanted, as long as I stayed with him. That’s what I seem to fear now. I broke from him, and place my head on his chest, enjoying his warm embrace and the way he tenderly moves stands of loses hair from my face, to tuck it behind my ear. “You kiss by the book.” We stood like that, in a comfortable silence that neither of us wanted to break. But all good things must come to an end, because if they didn’t there would be no sin.
“(N-Name)” At the sound of my name, and not coming from Arthur, I jumped away from him like he was about to kill me. I moved so quickly, I tripped on my own feet tumbling to the ground. Turning to the door I saw the speaker. “What the hell were you doing!?” Savannah’s voice let out a sheer cry. Tears were threatening to fall from here face, why was she going to cry? “And don’t lie to me!” She turned a murderous glare on Arthur, and spoke venom through clenched teeth. “It’s not like I didn’t see anything, so don’t even think about messing with me!”