WEBYS - Prologue

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Right so this idea came to me today and I really wanted to start writing it before the urge to write it completely left me - because I actually wanted to have it written :) I'm mostly posting on here so that I do one day get around to finishing it rather than just letting the thought die away like most story ideas of mine do :S

I know almost everything that's going to happen and it will only be a short story! So fingers crossed that means it won't tkae me a forever and a half to finish?

Anyway let me know what you guys think <3 PS this story isn't complete and it's not very high on my prioties (I'm refusing to let it get in the way of my other stories) so you might just want to turn back right now::

Otherwise votes and comments are appreciated BUT most importantly PLEASE ENJOY::

::With Every Breath You Stole::



- Three Years Ago -

“Wait no! Don’t take a picture of me looking like this!” Autumn laughed, covering her face with both hands as she wormed uncomfortably, trying to put some distance between her and the camera Wesley was holding.

“Why not?” He asked.

“Because I’m all red!” Autumn told him, her voice coming out muffled from under her palms.

Wesley laughed, a deep laugh that sent shivers racing down Autumn’s spine. Leaning forwards he pressed his lips against her neck. “I know. That’s how I love you best.” He told her.

Autumn felt more blood rushing to her cheeks, and she knew Wesley was doing it to her on purpose, because she could feel his smile against the crook of her neck.

“Wesley!” She cried accusingly as he gently tugged her hands away from her face with one hand, and snapping a picture with the camera in his other.

He laughed as she fought against his hold to try and hit him.

“Wait, wait!” He said. “At least look at the picture. See? You look amazing.” He said showing her the small screen on the back of his camera.

Her jaw dropped open. “That is by far the worst picture you’ve ever taken of me!” She yelped, her hands reaching for her hair. Was it really that messy?

He didn’t bother trying to deny it. “I know. That’s what I love about it.” He teased. “I think I’m going to frame this one.”

“Don’t you dare! Delete it!”

“Don’t I dare delete it? Well if you insist.” He said with an eyebrow raised.

Autumn narrowed her eyes and then made a leap for the camera. But Wesley knew her all too well and was already holding it of her reach.

“Wes! You’re not funny.” She complained whilst he laughed at her attempts to make a grab for the camera. She picked herself up to her knees to reach further across him, but he just leant further back on the bed.

“I think I’m hilarious.” He countered, making her roll her eyes.

“Jerk!” She huffed, giving up and falling back on to the bed with a small glare in Wesley’s direction.

He was grinning from ear to ear despite her name-calling.

Leaning over her he kissed her lips. “Don’t be mad.” He said, and annoyingly some of her frustration at him melted away.

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