Save Me

Chapter 11

"Shu up Cyle!" Jacob shouts and I'm officially embarrassed. I know I should probably be angry at him but embarrassment possesses me; is that really what people think of me?

Cyle bursts into laughing and my eyes love to the ground; this couldn't get any more awkward for me. I decide it's time for me to leave but before I turn around, I see someone from the corner of my eye. Every thought of him sleeping with other girls vanish as I look at him.

Corbyn is walking towards us and I take the chance to look at him closely. Beside him, there's a boy talking to him. His facial features are crossed with rage; a frown is plastered on his face and his lips are pressed into a hard thin line. The boy on his left gives him a paper as Corbyn runs his hand through his

blonde gleaming hair before he gets lost in it. I can't see his wounds from here so before I can stop myself, I push my way between Jacob and Cyle and move to Corbyn. I need to make sure he's alright.

I stop a few step in front of him; though he doesn't see me and we bump into each other.

"What the he.." He starts to say sounding beyond annoyed and irritated yet he stops when his eyes contact mine. I don't meet his gaze as my eyes travel at his hands. They are bruised but thankfully there's no more blood in them. My eyes move to his neck, the bruise has almost disappeared. I look at his scratch in his cheekbone and I exhale as I realize that last night the injury looked serious but it was really just a flesh wound. Lastly, my eyes lower and I stare at his bottom lip. Tears full my eyes as I take a closer look. Before I can stop myself, my index finger moves to his bottom lip. I feel his sudden sharp intake of breath and he tenses under my touch. He doesn't move and I don't need to look at him to know that he watches every one of my moves carefully. I caress it slowly and halt above the cut; it's a slight but deep cut. The damage must have been done with a piece of glass and I can't even imagine how much it hurt him. I bite my bottom lip as my eyes finally find his electric blue ones.

The time stops; stretches as it last most longer making me think we're the only ones standing in here. I forget about everything but him. I know that Noah, Jacob, and Cyle who might think he's right about me being crazy about Corbyn are watching us staring at each other like that but I don't care at the moment.

I stop breathing when I notice the way he's staring at me. The previous frown is far gone and I can't any longer detect that anger from earlier. It's like that rage in his blue captivating eyes is replaced by serenity and calmness. I search his eyes in an attempt to find the feeling they hide; it's an emotion I can't quite decipher. His blue eyes don't leave mine yet before I can get entirely and completely lost in him, I hear a voice I wish I didn't.

"Corbyn! Babe!" Her voice brings me back to reality. I blink a few times to clear my vision and I leave without turning around again. A wave of relief washes over me and I relax. He's okay. He's okay. I don't know what I would do or feel if he wasn't okay. I don't know. My brain stops mumbling as I turn the corner and hit someone. When my eyes raise; they land on him.

A scowl of confusion flashes my eyebrows. How did he do that? I was standing in front of him a few seconds ago. How did he...

Before I can understand the situation, I feel his arm wrap around me and electricity runs up my spine. He pulls me so close to him that I'm literally all over him. But this time, I don't stop myself or try to push him off of me. I look up and I surrender to his magic stare. His blue eyes take me away and I get lost, utterly and wholly in him.

The usual fire has revisited me and I feel desire unfolded inside of me as he places his hand under my chin and delicately forces me to lean up. I halt breathing as I look at his eyes that leave mine and stare at my lips. He brings his finger on my bottom lip the way I did earlier and I feel my heart beating crazy fast as he leans down. I can't think or move. He has taken control of my body and soul and the only thing I can do is wait for him.

He leans further and I watch as he locks his lids. I do the same as I feel his lips lightly touch and caress mine without kissing me. The feeling of his soft and gentle lips against mine is amazing but soon enough I find myself wanting more...craving for more.

I open my eyes only to see his closed ones. He bites my bottom lip and my eyes unconsciously flutter close again as I give in. He does it again and this time I shudder as electricity passes through me. I feel him smile against my lips but he doesn't stop his beautiful assault.

He keeps brushing his lips against mine and biting my lip for a few more seconds and I feel paralyzed. I'm so glad that he's holding me so tight. When he pulls back, a groan of protest and disappointment at the loss of touch escape from my split lips before I can control it; he smiles.

His lips are still a few inches away from mine but this time his eyes are glued to mine. He places a strand of my hair behind my ear and plants a soft kiss just above it. My eyes flutter close and with that, he leaves.

I watch as he walks away and disappears in the corridor. My breath is so heavy and I feel my legs weaken. I place both of my hands to the wall to steady myself but this doesn't work either. I sit on the floor and lean back. I close my eyes and try to breathe. He almost kissed me.

I bite the lip he has just bitten and I relive the last seconds. His lips were so tender against mine and if I'm being honest, I wish he had kissed me.

I can't even imagine how breathtaking it would have felt. He took all the air and calmness out of me within seconds and something tells me I won't getting them back any time in the near future.