He looked at me with those intense dark purple eyes as I stared back with my wet brown ones. His hands cupped my cheeks as he slowly leans in. His lips brush on mines as I let my eyes flutter closed as tears fell.
"Don't cry," he whispers before taking my lips as his.
"I can't do this.." I whimpered. He shushed me, taking me in his long strong arms.
"I can't be hurt anymore like this...I don't wanna get hurt anymore." I sobbed.
"It's ok, it's ok. I won't let that happen anymore."
"How do you know?" I asked. "Every person that came into my life did me so wrong...I can't deal with that pain anymore, Andy!"
"That's where you're wrong," he pulls away and stares at me while wiping my face. "Those guys you knew, they were boys. Me, I'm a man. A man who has a heart that will love you at your worst, and arms that will hold you at your weakest." his grip felt tighter on me.
"Let me be that guy you always wanted.."