Talk about rude.

"And I don't see any handsome guy here with me" I lied.

"Princess are we still on the denial stage?"He asked with - you guessed it- a smirk.

"Careful..." he yelled out of nowhere.

Everything went by slow like if the time was stopped as we crashed into a crazy squirrel. We landed rather painfully on the solid ground.

I groaned out and look at Derek who had a cut on his cheek.

"You okay?" I questioned.

"Yeah, you?" He asked frantically searching for any sign that may indicate that I'm hurt.

"Nah," I let out and we shared a look and burst out of laughing cynically like maniacs after an accident and killing a poor savage squirrel.

We were both panting loudly catching our breaths and we stared into the depth of each other's eyes.

His lips etched into a soft smile.

The wild animal in my rib cage beaten rapidly and I was afraid that the creature would be led out at this sight of him.

"You should do it more often," I said breathing out.

"Do what?" he questioned as he approached impossibly close.

"Smile."

Nothing seemed to matter at the moment.

I look at him, his soft brown hair that was messy as if he ran his finger through them countless time, but still managed to look good. His features were prominent with a sharp-lined jaw, which gave him a model like look. He sure was an eye-catcher.

"What are you doing?" He asked with a permanent smirk on his sexy yet annoying face obviously knowing what I was doing.

"Checking you out," I said absentmindedly.

He laughed. You know that deep laugh that makes your heart skip. Yeah that one, but I'm pretty sure that mine skipped two beats though.

"Seems like you're falling for me." He said gently grazing my skin removing dirt that was produced by the crash.

"I could promise you that I won't." I told him staring at him dead in the eyes.

Little did he know there was so much truth lying underneath what I said. I'm incapable of love and nobody could ever love me. That's the sad truth.

I'm a mess, a paper that is crumpled and torn apart. A broken piece of glass that can't be fixed.

My own parents gave up on me. The ones who should be there for me and tell me that everything will okay curse at me everyday. Remind me how I was just a mistake.They loath me so do I.

I hate myself.

I know the pain of loving someone and not receiving their love in return. I always did everything to please my parents to earn their love but I guess I was never good enough. And no matter how much I tell myself that I'm fine. It leaves a hole in your heart like a knife piercing right through your chest. Life is no fairytale. It takes years to build a relationship , but one wrong move and everything will break apart and I just don't want to give someone the power to break me. I don't want to go through it again.

Knowing that fully well I leaned in closer to his touch unable to control myself. His hot breath was fanning over the nape of my neck. He nuzzled his nose in the tip of my neck-

'Like if he was a werewolf' completed the insane voice inside me which I ignored.

Small drops my water fell from above the sky waking me up. My eyes fluttered for a short lapsed of time before I abruptly stood up and went past him.

This was wrong yet it felt so right.

Footsteps followed suit. A hand pulled me back to a chest. I started right back into the green-eyed devil's eyes. He held a confused expression on his face but it soon faded away as he stared blankly at me void of all emotions.

"What's wrong?"

"This a mistake," I spoke diverting my gaze.

"What was?" He asked confused.

"This. Whatever this is," I said pointing between us.

This cannot be happening.

Nope.
Nada.
No.

The rain emerged with the tears that formed in my eyes.

"Look at me and tell me that it was a mistake," he said without letting go of his grasp on me.

"Look at me" he repeated in a dark voice, pulling my chin so that I was staring right back at him.

"I-I" gulped unable to pronounce any words coherently.

"Your eyes are showing me the contrary."

"What should I believe?" He asked with so much emotion in those eyes that I was drawn into.

I was afraid so I did the only thing I could think of, what I have always done, I ran away. I ran with all my strength. The rain drenched my clothes making them glue to my skin, making me feel more suffocated then I was.

I could still hear him yelling, telling me to come back, but I couldn't. I couldn't because I knew that I would have reacted without thinking. At that moment it seemed that I had forgotten who I was, the girl who is unable to love.

He is doing things to me that I have never experienced.

He was doing crazy things to my heart.

A/n: I know I know I told you guys that I'll do things slowly but right now they are attracted to one another or maybe they like each other. I don't know. Let me know what you think.

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