Love Aint Always Pretty

Fanaa

- destruction of self; "destroyed in love"

Origin: Arabic and Urdu

17

I take the supplies that I need to clean his wound and lay them out on the counter. I prop up my leg leaning it on the toilet bowl just below his crotch and placed his hand on my leg.

I.

Put.

His.

Hand.

On.

My.

Leg.

Holy hell.

His arm draping across my leg and I wish my hands would calm down and not shake while I clean his wound. As I start putting alcohol over the cut with the cotton ball clipped with the tweezers, I push all of my hair to one side so it won't intervene while I'm cleaning his wound. I was amazed that he doesn't flinch at all from the stinging pain. He just sat there and doesn't make a sound. I was even silently wincing for him but he just watches me work quietly. We didn't talk as always.

I don't know if he was looking at his hand or thinking if I was doing it right even though I know what I'm doing, or he was looking at my face. I don't know because I'm too nervous to look at him. But I try to ignore Nick even though our faces were a little closer than a while ago. I even feel his breath on my cheek every single time he exhales.

I see his other hand resting on his knee but I ignored it again. All of a sudden I can sense that one of the tips of his fingers is now touching my knee but I still try to ignore it. I reached for something from the first aid and slowly placed an antibiotic cream on his wound. Our eyes lock for three seconds the least but then I quickly looked back down on his wound. He's too close in getting too conscious with what I'm doing.

Suddenly I dropped the cream on the floor. "Shit." I cursed.

I hurriedly picked it up and acted weird before Nick. I can't tell if he's tensed as I am. But I couldn't quite figure out if he's nervous because I was this close to him or because I was hurting him with what I was doing over his wound.

Suddenly, two of the tips now touches my knee.

Now three.

I inhale again and try to grab the gauze from the kit while exhaling. I didn't look at him after grabbing it, I quickly looked back down on his wound. As much as I want to focus on his hand, making the perfect wrap around his wound, I can't cos the tips of his fingers that are on my knee isn't an accidental graze at all.

He's actually touching me.

His fingers now trailing around my knee and his hand slowly runs down the back of my leg. Holy shit. All of a sudden his forehead pressing against my neck then he sighs while squeezing my leg. I can't move. I don't want to move at all.

Breathe Savannah.

Just breathe.

I quickly manage to finish with his gauze covering around his palm but he still didn't speak. He doesn't release me too so I didn't back away. I can feel his warm breathing on my neck.

Breathe Savannah.

Slowly I feel his hand gliding go to my thigh then on my hip and now up to my waist. Shit he's holding my waist.

Breathe Savannah.

Breathe Savannah.

His fingers gripping my waist as he slowly pulls his head back. His face now close to mine and now that the space in between us is growing smaller and smaller, I think every muscle in my body somehow just forgot it's job.

"Savannah." He whispers.

I gulped.

I pulled myself up all of a sudden and escaped from his grip. He was still sitting on top of the closed toilet

"I'm done cleaning it. Uhh..." I scratch my hair. "I just need to recheck it again probably before we leave tomorrow."

and I was closer to him. He gently closes the door and locked it. He's still sitting on

Oh god.

Oh god.

eyes never leaves mine. His head now looking down at me while his height towering over me as I prop my head up to

He's wetting them.

That.

Was.

So.

Hot.

now, I'm damn sure that Nick

I'm hella sure that I want to do the

my neck moving down against my spine and I feel some left marks with

about to die with every inch he comes closer and closer to me. And I'm pretty damn sure that nothing

opposite side. Both of us closing our eyes together and boom. My lips are pressing against his. He tightens the grip on the back of

he is really kissing

he slowly pins me against the wall. His mouth is so possessive. His lips is like a destructive hurricane for a second then a calm sea the next. His fingers digging into my hip and my arms wrapping around his neck. His kisses gaining a little speed while he lifts my leg, wrapping it around him

like a cigarette; toxic and unhealthy, but I love the feeling on

right now and if he didn't

Christ he

slowly brushes down his chest but then the kiss came to

He stopped.

Why did he stop?

No.

Kiss me again. We were getting warmer.

we kissed. He's regretting that he kissed me. Nick pushes

let me do that again

Why?

Why Nick?

Why?

in my throat. He meant what he said. He sounded like he didn't want it. It's stuck here in me but I want him to kiss me again so badly he could choke on his saliva. He opens the door but I don't want him to go. I don't want him to leave me here after kissing me so terribly great like that. Finally he leaves me

I sigh.

headed out of the bathroom and

would deep?"

just shake my head. "Nothing

downstairs, I'm watching this chick

your brother?" I

entering his room." she points out to the door right across the room

couch and she started changing the

a girlfriend, Tracy?" I asked

I can remember, he's been

twenty four? And he's in college for god sake. I'm sure he'll

shakes her head. "He's single. Trust me. I know he's old to still

I just nod.

•••••

Tracy prepared for me as I still hear the rain hitting the rooftop. Gosh, I'm going to miss my first class tomorrow. But it's okay, at least I get

want him to be attracted to

still thinking about that deliciously perfect kiss I had with Nick. I crawled out of my bed and pulled my hair up into a messy bun

I see Nick sitting on the couch with the light from the tv was the only thing lighting up the entire living room. He looks at me as if he was expecting me to come down. I just walk past him and ignored the fact that he

didn't like how I kissed him? Did I suck

the kitchen and headed to the fridge then noticed that it was already 1AM. I grabbed a box of fresh milk and poured myself a glass

you

as I heard Nick's voice. I turned around as quick as I could

not." I

on, but its shut already. The entire house is

some girly stuff before going to sleep?"

my upper lip with the back of my thumb. I wanted to ask him if he's really been single for eight years. I mean, that's already far too long and every guy has needs. If he's really

been

hold it in

away

stop kissing

I just

He continued

nodding. "You're single. You can always hook up with some girls cos of