His Princess | #Wattys2016
We stared at each other for a while, neither wanting to give in to the other. His cold blue eyes stared deep into my soul, as my brown ones stared into his. Although I don't know the owner to these gorgeous blue eyes, I feel as if I've met him before. It must have been in another life cause I'd definitely remember him.
"C'mon baby doll, you wouldn't make anything that could possibly kill me, right?" He shakily asks me.
"Of course not..." I tell him, letting my sarcastic side show.
"But Ave, if you kill me, who else are you going to cuddle with at night?" He teases.
"Okay, that was one time!! And I was extremely dunk, so I don't even remember what happened that night, and I don't ever want to know." I yell, trying to reason with him.
He walks close, only a few centimeters away from my face, our breaths mixing.
"You wouldn't miss me?" He asks with a whisper.
Feeling daring, I peck his lips.
"Of course I would dumby. And I'm not going to kill you. Why would I do that? I am simply going to make you a smoothie, and you are going to pretend it's the worst thing ever. Got it?" I tell him, feeling like an evil mastermind with the plan.
He has a stupid grin on his face, and kisses me.
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THIS BOOK IS CRUSTY AS HELL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. THE SECOND ONE IS BETTER IN MY OPINION SO READ THIS IF YA WANT.