"Seriously, I'm okay!" Dave muttered.
"Sure you are." I said, although he obviously was not okay. He was sitting on the kitchen table, while I was searching for a washcloth. When I found it, I turned the faucet on and let the water drench the washcloth. After wringing some excess water out of it, I turned around and walked towards Dave, who had taken his shirt off so that I now had a perfect view of his abs.
Brilliant.
How do humans breath again?I tried my best not to look at it, because I knew I would probably end up staring and embarrass myself.
I carefully touched the cut on Dave's arm with the washcloth. I noticed Dave lock his jaw at my touch, but he let me clean and disinfect it. The cut in his arm was still bleeding a bit, so I decided to wrap a bandage around it. You could never be too sure, right?
"So, will I live, doctor?" Dave asked me as I secured the bandage. I looked up at him, amusement twinkling in his green eyes and a playful smirk around his lips. He couldn't get any hotter.
"There's a chance." I said, smiling at him because it was just impossible not to. Suddenly I noticed that we were really close. There were only a few centimetres of air between his nose and mine, as we were now on the same level with him sitting on the kitchen table.
I studied the features of his face. His dark, messy hair fell just above his piercing, green eyes. I could count every single one of his thick, dark eyelashes. I knew I really had to say or do something, before I would end up drooling all over him. I shook my head, snapping out of my trance.
"I guess I'll go to bed then." I whispered, not thrusting my voice when I was so close to him. He slowly nodded, brushing a strand of hair out of my face and placing it behind my ear.
As his hand brushed over my skin, I immediately felt sparks up the place where he had touched me. I felt the butterflies erupt in my belly. I mentally shook my head again. I was acting like a hormonal teenager. But I guess I was, actually.
"Goodnight." I said, pushing myself away from the kitchen table, away from the boy who was currently making my heart race like crazy.
Was I falling for him? No. I wasn't. This were normal reactions. He was a really hot boy, who just came really close. Any girl would have lost it, right?
"Night, Nina." I heard his husky voice behind me as I walked up the stairs, towards my room. Even is voice was sexy. Ugh.
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I nervously stroke a strand of hair behind my ear and let my eyes roam around the park, where I was sitting on a bench in the hot American sun. I couldn't enjoy the sun at the moment, though. I had to be careful and watch out for a particular brown haired boy.
I had been sitting on the bench for a good five minutes, and I hadn't spotted him yet, thank God. I don't know what I would do when - my heart stopped beating for a few seconds as I spotted a brown haired boy walking towards me.
Shit. I knew this would happen. I knew I shouldn't have gone to the park on my own. And now I'll pay the price. Now I'll die. What a stupid reason to die. I had always imagined my death to be more -
I mentally slapped myself. No time to think about dying right now. Maybe there was a chance for me to get away. Maybe he hadn't noticed me yet.
I quickly looked around. There was no way I could escape right now. He was only a few metres away from me. I allowed myself to take a quick glance in his direction.
Relief washed over me as I realised it wasn't Logan. It was just some boy with brown hair. My muscles relaxed a bit as I realised I wasn't going to be murdered any time soon.
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New In Town
Teen FictionNina is new in town. She'd always been bored of her life in the small town she lived in, so after she'd finished school she decided to have a little break and go to America for a couple of months. But it might turn out to be more of an adventure t...