Barely Breathing

My alarm clock decided to make itself known and blast, waking me up in the process. I groaned and switched off the little devil. I don't remember switching its alarm on last night. I sat up with my eyes closed, debating whether to sleep again or go for a run.

"Willow."

A deep voice spoke and my eyes fluttered open. The weird feeling in my stomach came back again. That voice. I immediately spun around to my left side forgetting I was on the edge of the bed and a loud thud was heard.

In short, I fell off the bed. Told you, I love mornings.

He chuckled shamelessly at my cost which angered me more, part of the stunt I just pulled off, I guess.

Xyrus was sitting by the wooden chair of my study table in one corner. He was looking at me charmingly with a playful smile on his face. He crossed his arms and leaned on the chair; legs wide apart.

I rolled my eyes. Typical boys.

"You showed up," I said bitterly after I collected what was left of my pride at the floor and stood up. It's not a question, more of a statement that showed my annoyance towards him. Why did he have to see me? I was fine until he showed up.

"Miss me, princess?" He asked in that deep rough voice of him, his smile not faltering a bit. His eyes though, held that mischievous glint like he's up to something. And I have this nagging feeling that I wouldn't like it.

hopes too much,"

shirt which accentuated more his muscles. I decided black suits him. He wore tight pants that

smiled, shaking his head. He tilted his head to the side and grinned wider. He's

laughed sarcastically at him and rolled my eyes. I crossed my arms and shifted my weight to one foot. "I

up and boringly scrutinized every detail in my room. He picked up a book on the table and read the back

at what you wear, doesn’t mean…anything to me." I blabbed, the last part I'm more of talking to myself as I got the book out of his hands and put

me in the eye

reply as it matters. So, I started fixing the

 can't resist

to stiff. I turned around; annoyance clearly visible on my

"Pardon?"

me, obviously. He has my full attention now and he

He continued to tease me. I

I took another step but he stood his ground. His smirk had turned

me to