Lost Love

I finished my shower and walk into my room in a towel. I walk to my closet when I catch a whiff of cologne. And I sigh inwardly because that god awful smell can only belong to one person, my ex boyfriend, Landon Pierce. Landon is a very attractive guy, he has white as snow blonde hair, the kind thats long on top and shaved on the sides and the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Definitely a drastic change from my hazel green eyes. He’s tall, with broad shoulders and tanned skin. His only downfall is that he is a major dbag and I broke up with him for cheating on me with my ex best friend Matilda Crossford. “What do you want Landon? And how did you even get in here?” I questioned him with my arms crossed over my chest. He smirks at me while giving me the up / down with his eyes, making me realize I’m still in my towel. I huff and walk into my closet, closing the door, I get dressed. I hear him chuckle “geez River, that’s what you’ve been hiding from me the last 3 years? You’re smokin

“My flight was awful. “ I whine into my phone to my mom. “It was delayed by 2 hours, so I didn’t get to the hotel until around 5 am.”“Oh honey, it happens all the time. Just get some rest and you’ll be able to enjoy the rest of your time. You still have 3 months you know. “ my mom says. She always has the most positive outlook. “I know mom, but I’m only in London for a week.” I grumble. “So just stay in London longer. You have your whole life to see the other places baby.” She says. “And you never know. You might stay there the whole time. You’re going to fall in love with London. I just know it!” She smiled. My mom went to London when she was my age. Though she has never told me the stories of her time here. I know she loved it just as much as I will. “You’re going to have to tell me all of your stories some day you know.” I giggle. “I want to know what you did while you were here.” “One day when you’re a little older I will, honey. But until then, my lips are sealed.” She says. I

I woke up early. I woke up super early. So I could get ready to see the most amazing guy I’ve ever met. He’s charming, and funny. He’s a great artist. And he makes me feel like I can actually be myself. Have you ever met someone and wondered if you knew them in a past life? Like somehow, somewhere, this person, this amazingly, wonderful person… is YOUR person. That’s how he makes me feel. He makes me feel like me. For the first time, I feel like me. It’s crazy, because I literally just met him. Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I do. I scramble around my room for hours. I can’t decide what to wear. I can’t figure out if I should curl my hair or leave it straight. I can’t decide on anything. He makes my brain rattled. I finally decided on my burgundy dress. It’s comes right above my knees, it has lace and it has a shimmering finish to it. I put on my best bra and panties, they’re a lighter red. Listen, I’m not saying I’m going to lose my virginity tonight, but if I was

I woke up in Jaces arms, I felt so content. I was extremely comfortable and I almost fell back to sleep. I would have, if I could have slept with my eyes open, because as soon as I closed them I remembered everything that happened last night. I remembered getting ready for my late night movie date with Jace, I remembered picking the movie, we were going to watch scary movies. Any reason I had to cuddle up to him, even though I love scary movies, I would have faked it for him. I remembered getting pop corn and some beers and a lot of candy. I had a whole spread for our movie date. I remember getting a call from the clerk downstairs, telling me that there was a man here to see me and I was excited. I didn’t know why he was calling to tell me jace was here but I didn’t mind. I thought maybe he was new and didn’t know that Jace had been here every day and night for the last 2 weeks. But when the knock came and I opened the door my heart literally stopped. Landon was on the other side of

I couldn’t fall asleep last night. I kept replaying everything that happened and the fact that River was practically screaming in her sleep almost every 20 minutes. My poor girl, I hope she knows that none of what happened was her fault. That stupid asshole is to blame for all of this. She’s going to have nightmares about this for a really long time but I hope I can make it better for her to deal with as the days go by. I thought about calling her parents as soon as she fell asleep but I know she’ll want to tell them in her own time and I need to respect her wishes and remember that it isn’t my story to tell. I also don’t know if she told them about me yet. So when she finally wakes up, I pretend to be sleeping. I can feel her looking at me, and then I feel her fingers and lips on my face. So I turn this into a little bit of a game. She kisses my face everywhere but my lips. She straddles my lap and I have to fight the urge to touch her, she moves forward rubbing against me and I can