Flames - Kiingtong // on break
Highest #2 in Kiingtong |
"I don't care what they say. You're mine and mine alone. Screw anyone else, got it?" He says, breathlessly, slamming a hand on the wall behind me. I flinch, breath hitching in my throat from the close proximity.
I nod, "Got it."
You've ever just... click with someone? As though as soon as you start speaking, it's like a blade to magnesium? Where you know immediately that they're the one?
It's that kind of feeling that makes your toes curl, and knees weaken. You're heart beats faster when they're around, and it breaks when they aren't. Your stomach fills with butterflies, and you feel dizzy. It's that disorienting feeling, but you just can't get enough of it. You're addicted to the chemistry you have with each other and there isn't a medicine in the world that can cure it.
Well, that doesn't happen.
In fact, you don't realize the connection you have until you've almost lost it. Take Rachael Evans, as an example.
She's oblivious, naive and so gullible, she can't see that the one she's been waiting for, for her whole life is standing right in front of her.
In fact, she gives him attitude and tries her hardest to get him to walk away. But no, his boyish charm and adorable British accent draw her in like a spark to a flame. Too bad that everyone they know disagrees with their relationship.
Sometimes The One isn't easy to come by, and sometimes he walks up to you in a snapback and a twenty-one pilots sweatshirt.
The only hard part is keeping him until death does its part.
Will Rachael crumble under the pressure of her peers? Or will her newfound forbidden romance thrive under the criticizing gazes of their friends and family?
It's a fricken Kiingtong Fan Fiction