At first, it was a soft kiss. Very delicate. But then Damien started kissing me with more passion. His hands were resting on my waist. While my hands were in his soft hair. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as well as tingles all over my body. My legs felt wobbly as he kissed me. But in that moment, captured in my mind I finally realized,
I am in love with Damien Calvo.
After a while, we both pulled apart to catch in our breaths. When I looked at Damien, he was grinning at me. I smiled back at him while he took my hand and lead me to the massive tree standing there in the middle. We sat down under the tree and Damien intertwined our hands.
"How did you find this place?" I asked him.
"A few weeks ago I found it when I was trying to run away from something." He said.
I nodded at him and looked at all the flowers around us, "You know, these flowers are so beautiful you shouldn't have plucked one."
"I always pluck one and it alway
There was a pendant inside the box. Not just a pendant. A beautiful pendant. "Go on. Take a look." Damien smiled. I took it out and looked at it closely. It had a couple hanging from the chain. They were in a pose of dancing. It looked romantic. There was more emphasis on the dresses. The woman was wearing an orange overflowing dress. While the man had a green shirt on, or in Damien's language Forest Green. "It's really beautiful Damien," I whispered in awe. I don't know if the couple signifies something but I love it as it is, just as I love Damien. I smiled to myself giddily. Who knew I would fall in love with Damien Calvo. And yet here I am clutching onto the gift he gave me as my life depended on it. "I'm glad you liked it." He kissed my cheek. That's when I noticed that the woman's eyes were illustrated by some green colour small gem. I shifted my gaze towards the man and noticed his eyes weren't illustrated with any color. "Is th
I entered the house. The smile never leaving my face. I made my way upstairs and just as I was about to move to my room, I heard someone say. "Someone seems in a good mood today." I turned around and saw Joey there with a smile on his lips. I ran towards him and hugged him tightly. "I'm soooooo happy," I said smiling and laughing. He laughed with me, "I can see that. But what's the reason?" I pulled away from him and took his hand in mine, "You were right." I exclaimed with happiness, "You were right, Joey. For the first time ever in your life, you were right!" He smiled but then his smile vanished, "Seriously? First time?" "Yeah." I laughed. He made a face before breaking into a grin again, "What are you even happy about? What was I right about?" He asked. "Oh, Joey. I am in love. You were right. I am in love with Damien Calvo. And the feeling is the best feeling
I checked myself in the mirror. I looked beautiful. The black long dress my mother bought me was hugging me perfectly. It wasn't anything fancy. It was elegant and classy. It was perfect. To make it more beautiful my mom applied me red lipstick. Don't mind me but my mother did my makeup. It was after all a business party we were going to. I couldn't risk doing makeup on my own and messing things up. Or in this case, mess my face up. "Is that me?" I asked staring at the mirror. It was like I was staring at some stranger. "Yeah, sweetheart it's you. You actually look gorgeous. Your Dad would be too proud. And not to mention protective today." She said laughing. I laughed along. We were going to a party organized for the rich business people. Although we were not that rich as the people over there, still we were considered among o
"Amelia Woods." The guy yelled out. I spat my drink out. And just like that, all the spotlights were focused on me. I tried to cover my face with my hand but the damn lights won't move. The guy moved towards me. "Amelia Woods, can we please have you in the middle?" "No," I replied. "Excuse me?" He asked seeming surprised. "I mean, it's not me. You might have gotten the name wrong. It can't be me." I shook my head in denial "It is very much you. So can we please have you in the middle?" He said and turned around leaving no space for further argument. "Fine," I mumbled. I moved in the middle and sighed, "Can we please get over with this? I'm not interested in your guest at all." I said to the guy in a whisper but apparently the microphone was too close that everyone heard it. There were gasps all over the crowd. What? I just stated the truth. I cross
"It all started just a few years back," I started while Damien and I were sitting on a couch in the corner of the balcony, "I had a crush on Evan." He raised his eyebrows at me. I lifted my hands up in surrender, "You can't blame me, He is good-looking and hot." He snorted, "I don't like you complimenting other boys. Especially in front of me." With a small smile, I shook my head, "At that time I was still clawed on by Elena." "That girl really fancies you," Damien said cutting me off somewhat impressed. I shot him a glare. I was trying to tell him my story and all he was doing was passing comments. "Evan was one of the hottest boys in school and not to mention popular too. But that was not it. He was a player too. And yeah don't give me that look, I had a crush on him. So, one day Evan finally asked me out. I could not help but be on cloud nine. Finally, my crush was asking me out. But being my first boyfriend and all I wanted to take things
I entered his room expecting to see him. But he was nowhere to be seen. Confused I looked around. Nothing. Heaving a sigh I turned around to leave. Maybe he was just playing around. As I turned something caught my attention. There on his bed was a piece of paper and besides that a flower. I made my way towards it and took the paper. Iberis. These are called iberis. Take them with you and meet me where I sang to the first person ever. ~Damien My room. That was the place where he sang his song to me. For me. I took the flowers and looked at them. Beautiful. If I never liked flowers before I loved them now.
I stood outside the forest with my handbag clinging to my arms. It was almost dark. A chilly wind blew and a shiver ran down my body. The moment I have been waiting for. It's here. "Are you sure I should leave? I can wait here, you know, till you check it out. What if he is not here?" Shane peered from inside the car. I turned around and looked at him. He actually looked concerned. I shook my head. "I'm sure he's here. You can leave." "Okay, but if you need anything or don't find anyone just give me a call I'll be here." I nodded at him gratefully. He waited for a moment or two before turning on the engine. As he left I stood there preparing myself for the much-awaited moment. Taking a deep breath I entered the forest. ** I remembered the way exactly as the last time I had been here. I took
*One month later (26th September)* I walked into the school smiling with him beside me. He looked at me from the corner of his eyes and smiled to himself, then taking my hands in his, he intertwined them together. I could feel the warmth radiating through him. Once, I reached the group I was engulfed in a tight hug by Stace, "I'm so happy for you. Happy one-month anniversary Mia." She said into my hair. As she let go of me, I gasped for air. Damn this girl has quite a grip. Once I was supplied with enough oxygen, I chuckled at her, "Thanks." Before she could say anything else she was shoved away by Valentino, "Hey Woodie. I want a party." He grinned. I rolled my eyes at the name the boys had given me. "Sure. What about a poop party for you?" He scrunched up his nose, "You are disgusting." I blew him a kiss, "And you love me for tha