✮' 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮 '✮
I catch my breath from Kol's tickle attack, literally how did he know I was so ticklish? our eyes meet once again his normal icy blue eyes are a darker blue, still just as gorgeous
I almost flinch as he raises his hand, only to stroke my cheek. My heart beats erratically at our close proximity. His scent encapsulating all my senses
No words can describe just how divine, delicious, scrumptious he smells
He starts leaning down, okay this is happening. My first kiss. All those youtube tutorials and wiki-hows better come in clutch, I close my eyes waiting to feel his lips on mine
it never comes
"Kol Stevens get your butt down here!" His mother screams from the stairway
"Fuck" he mutters
I have to stifle a laugh as I open my eyes, the look of pure frustration evident on his face
He pats the side of my thigh before standing up fully, "I'll be right back" letting out a groan before he heads downstairs
I wasn't actually going to kiss him, right?
I don't want to kiss him.
It was just a heat of the moment thing.
Yea, exactly heat of the moment thing
Whatever helps you sleep at night
Shaking the thoughts out of my head I sit up, using my fingers to brush out my slightly messy hair. I mumble my favorite song as I stand up. I need to get going.
I will not be letting him know that I had already picked out the first book. I just wanted to get to know him more.
"Ice tray on my teeth, shit skate like a rink on it
Victoria's Secret, her panties got Pink on it
My girl know I'm a freak, yeah, that pu- what are you doing?" Kol interrupts "AHHHH- holy fuck Kol I damn near saw the light!" I huff clutching my chest. How dare he interrupt my personal concert, in his bedroom
"The light?" he shoots up a question eyebrow
"Yes Kol, you know when you die or are dying and you 'see the light'" I state using air quotations
"What are you doing?" He asks gesturing at me, "It's getting late, I need to get home. I have enough to finish the assignment" he nods, "let me walk you out" I turn to give him an appreciative smile. Grabbing my backpack I head down the stairs, paying extra attention so I don't trip this time.
We reach the door faster than I'd like, I don't think I would ever admit how much I enjoy Kol's company, it's easy with him. Comfortable. I spin on my heels to say my goodbyes, why does he look sad? The next few seconds I take in his appearance it's almost as if his normal cold mask is gone. Sadness prominent in his eyes
"Kol?"
"Mìlo?"
I take a chance and wrap my arms around his torso, giving him a hug, I feel him tense underneath my hold.
Maybe I should have asked him before I just hugged him? What if he didn't want me to hug him? What if- My anxieties are quickly washed away as he relaxes and wraps his arms around me, squeezing me tightly as if I'm the oxygen he so desperately needs to fill his lungs
I'm not sure how long we stay like that, but my legs are going numb, I pat his back giving him a signal to let go and to my surprise he does. I cant help but smile as I look at him now, he doesn't look sad anymore.
"Goodnight Kol" I beam, "Goodnight Persephone"
Although my full name sounds heavenly as it rolls off his tongue, I prefer when he calls me mìlo. I'd even prefer if he called me Seph.
That'd be nice if you didn't freak out the first time
I make a mental note to one day fully explain why I freaked out, but that one day isn't today. I drag my feet to my car and reluctantly get in, deciding on taking the long way home.
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Sami: Hey Phoney
Me: Hi, will you get rid of that shit nickname please?
Sami: mmm, no ;)
Me: you literally hate me
Sami: I prefer you to Stevens
Me: I don't like liars
Sami: Crying, throwing up and sliding down the wall how dare Persephone Drakos accuse me of lying!
Sami: This friendship is over!
Me: See you tomorrow Sami.
Sami: See you love <3
Setting down my phone, a smile plastered on my face I try to continue my assignments with no luck my mind always drifts back to him. He only showed me a sliver of himself, not the true Kol Stevens.
Grabbing my laptop I move to my bed, a more comfortable studying area.
Who the fuck came up with the names for the synthetic elements?
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This or this? grey or yellow I question as I switch between sweaters in the mirror
Mmm, definitely the yellow.
I need to go grocery shopping, along with picking up a few other necessities. It's time like these I feel the most alone. Grocery shopping should be a family occurrence, making sure everyone gets the snacks they want, drinks, so on and so forth. You could even take friends.
I have neither a family nor friends. I tell myself I prefer to be alone but rather, anytime I tried to make friends or put myself out there I was simply rejected, ignored or cast aside.
"Hey! I'm Persephone" I greet, giving my warmest smile. "Yea, and I didn't ask" they reply, exaggerating the 'didn't' "O-Okay sorry" I apologize
I've come to the conclusion I'm just not someone people want to know or be friends with. Sure I've met Samuel but in all honesty I think he's just friends with me because I'm having to spend so much time with Kol, his best friend.
At least I think they're best friends
I double check my list, not wanting to forget anything. I think I'll get some fresh flowers for my sister. A smile finds it's way to my lips as I reminisce about how she could spend hours talking about different types of flowers, their meaning. Anything and everything flowers
Her all time favorite being yellow tulips, I don't think it's a coincidence my sweater is yellow.
Double checking I'm not missing anything I grab my keys and head out the door.
It's beautiful out, not a cloud in the sky.
I hop in my car, heading to the store. As I reach the third fucking red light of my drive I check my phone
Kol: Help, come fast, my house.
Fear
Fear is all I feel, filling my veins, smothering my senses everything else is shut off
Is he okay?
Is he hurt?
Breathe I remind myself, as the light turns green after what feels like centuries I speed off towards his house.
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My tires squeal as I pull hastily into Kol's driveway, the panic begins to set in afraid of what I'll walk into. I'm gripping my steering wheel with such force I notice my fingers go numb
Throwing my car in park I don't bother shutting it off as I rush out towards his front door, reaching it in three strides if I wasn't panicking I'd be proud
I take a deep breath before I frantically start pounding in his front door, "Kol?" I shout
"Kol!" bang "KOL!" bang "HELLO?"
Fuck Stevens what the fuck
As each second ticks by with no answers I can feel my lungs restrict making it increasingly hard for the much needed oxygen to enter my body
I hectically rub my chest with my left hand, a habit I only picked up a few years ago. I find it helps soothe me, giving me another sensation to feel. One that is calming, relaxing and loving.
I raise my right about to knock again when the door opens, showing a small woman who resembles Kol.
His mother I realize after a few seconds of thinking. I try to take a deep breath, failing due to my constricting lungs. A thousand questions fill my brain
Where is Kol
Is Kol alright
Has something happened
"Kol?" Is the only word able to leave my mouth, if she wasn't listening to intently I don't think she would have heard me.
Giving me a sympathetic smile she replies "In his bedroom" I nod, rushing past her through the front door my pace only quickens the closer I get
Reaching his door I stop in my tracks, the last time I was in this situation it ended badly, I'm not religious but as I reach for the doorknob I send a quick prayer to God, any God who might be listening
Please let him be alright
With that I desperately open his door, "KOL?" I shout running into his room
No answer
no no no no not again
"KOL?" I try again as fresh tears leave my eyes. I was able to stay some what composed but as I find myself in this situation all over again I can't stop them.
I close my eyes for a second, I begin rubbing my chest with one hand and run the other through my hair trying to control my breathing, trying desperately to calm my nerves
A sudden hand on my shoulder makes me jump, immediately looking in the direction of the hand
What I see instantly calms me, behind me stands a confused Kol, if I knew any better I'd also say he looks slightly worried.
I waste no time jumping in his arms, hugging him. I have to feel he's okay. He's here and that it's not my imagination playing tricks
"Persephone? Are you okay?" He questions
"I-I you texted me h-help" I hiccup struggling to get the words out, still suffering from the lack of oxygen I've endured. "I- Jesus Kol I haven't b-been that scared s-since.." I stop myself before finished the sentence burying my head into his incredibly built chest
not the time
"Since?" He asks, I shake my head squeezing tighter. I push off him suddenly causing him to stumble
"A-are you okay?" I frantically looks all over his face, his body next checking for any sign of being hurt
"I'm fine Persephone, I should be asking are you okay?" He grabs my arms, looking me in the eyes giving them a gentle reassuring squeeze before he lifts one hand suddenly causing my to involuntary flinch
Father always took advantage of my vulnerable states, finding it the easiest time to hurt me.
My reaction causes him to stagger in his actions, his eyes furrowing for a few seconds before continuing and wiping away my tears. I really hoped he hadn't noticed, hopefully he won't think anything of it.
"W-Why did you text me asking for help ASAP if nothing is wrong?" I ask, why else would he ask?
"Oh, yea one of my cars isn't working" he answers his tone showing he's serious
"You're fucking kidding" I push him away, "You had me panicking because one of your fucking cars isn't working? JUST USE ANOTHER!" I'm fuming, he couldn't have just said 'Hey, come help me fix my car'
"Uh, I really like this car?" He states but it comes out more like a question
"Why me?"
"Well, Sami doesn't know cars and I saw your collection and you told me how your dad taught you everything you know so you're my only hope" he sheepishly replies
That's true, I never liked bragging but I do know my way around a car. It always ticked me off when men undermined me, it only gave me more motivation to learn more to almost perfect my craft. I'm just lucky I had access to money, and the best mechanics.
"Fine, take me to it" I hold my arm out prompting him to lead the way.
The engine better have flown away for this rollercoaster ride of emotions.