It was all a blur. a surreal, mesmerizing blur. I didn't know what to do, what to feel. I just felt lost, completely destroyed. What was left to fight for?
That's when I suddenly remembered that it was him. He was the reason I ran away, the reason I was some kind of danger magnet, the cause of my depression, the one who capped away my innocence and bright future. But then under all that, he was the reason I still held on, that I still had hope. He was the one who corrupted my innocence, but he was also the one that proved anyone was capable of love.
I felt his hot breath tickling my jaw line, moving over to my cheek. As I closed my eyes, waiting for his soft lips to collide with mine, I was taken aback when his breath moved over to my ear. His fingertips traced the side of my face, leaving shivers running down my spine, pushing back a few strands of my hair.
"Runaway with me."
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It's funny isn't it? When you've changed into someone you never thought of becoming. Well, all I know is that it leads to one boy. A demented, idiotic, charismatic boy in fact. But sometimes those who are the hardest to love, need it most. I think t...