Author's Note: Well this is a new story! So yeah. I hope you enjoy this :) Also review if you did, mmk? Mmk.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot.

Where Lovers Dwell

Prologue

Normally around this time I would go and hong out with my social outcast friends, but now around this time I go and see Her. She's so graceful and cunning, and sort of sly if you pay attention, I do so I notice. Her hair is so soft and full, of course I've never ran my fingers through it yet because she's promised to another. Lord how I wish she was mine, mine to hold, love, cherish, admire, and be with. But no, her heart doesn't belong with me for it belongs to someone more intelligent, caring, and I'd hate to admit it, but more of a man than I'll ever be.

Her heart may not belong to me, but for she doesn't know, she has my heart, forever. Since the day I laid my eyes on her I was in a trance, one that I never wanted to let go of, but when she deprived her eyes away from mine, I felt as if half or my mind, body, and soul went away with our trance. Gosh, I just want to wrap my arms around her slender frame that she manages with such poise and grace.

As I made my way to Our spot, I smiled and inhaled the scent of the river and the morning dew on the trees and grass. I unfolded a blanket so we can lie down and think, sometimes we won't even speak, just lie down and enjoy the simple things of life. Or, we'll fall asleep and won't wake up for another hour, and when I'd reach home from Our spot and her scent will still linger on my body. Her smell...her aesthetic scent, like jasmine and vanilla with a hint fig and her hair smelled like jasmine.

I heard her approach and I turned around to greet her and to notice that she was crying. I quickly became alarmed and placed my hands on her shoulders.

"Courtney?" I asked and she looked up at me with a tear streaked face.

"Duncan, I just don't want to talk about it..." I nodded and sat down on the blanket and she did the same with her knees pull tightly together to her chest with her arms wrapped around her knees. I just sat here looking at her, she closed her eyes, then she rested her head on my lap and cried. I didn't need to ask her anymore and she didn't need to say no more, the unspoken silence was all we needed to go by. I assumed that she was having problems with her mate. I stroked her hair and sighed. Just one, just one day, I hope she'll belong with me. Her breathing was steady now, so I knew she had fallen asleep. I decided to take the chance to run my fingers through her hair and I smiled. I felt as though my fingers were running through water, such volume, I had always wondered what this would feel like at my fingertips. I then brushed the back my hand against her cheek. I stopped and placed both of my hands behind me and rested against them. I looked up to the sky and sighed in content. Even if she isn't mine to love, somewhere deep inside our hearts...there is a special place that our blinded love will dwell...forever.

Author's Note: Well I hope you all enjoyed this. I really had a thrill in writing this, I got this idea in second period which is Language arts...how ironic? And I started writing this in that class too :) Review please! :D

So long but never goodbye :)