CHAPTER 7

CHRISTINE AND ERIK

I froze. I didn't know what to say. I mean, I did know but how could I tell him that I had come because of him? That I felt such a strong connection towards him that I didn't have a second thought about following him here.

"I..." That's the only word that came out of my mouth. Not the smartest thing I've said for sure.

He got even closer and looked straight into my eyes. I had never felt so weak. It was like he had me under his control and even if I tried to fight it I couldn't. He placed his hands on my arms and said, "Yes..."

He smiled at me and I felt like I was going to faint.

"I don't know..." I lied.

"I think you do know" His hands went down my arms and I trembled under his touch.

"I wanted to see you," I said with almost no breath.

"Why?" He asked.

"I saw you before at the opera house. And every night when I went to sleep. I wanted to know who you were,"I said.

"You really want to know?" He asked me curious.

"Yes," I insisted.

"Maybe you don't know the implications of that," he said.

"I don't care about the implications, all I care about is..." I stopped myself before I could say anything else. He looked at me with curious eyes.

"What were you going to say?" He asked.

"Nothing" I tried to hide what I was going to say.

He took my hand and grasped it tightly.

"Don't lie to me Christine, I'll always be able to tell when you're not being honest," he said.

I gulped.

"You..."

He looked at me surprised. He looked away and walked towards his piano. He started playing the song I had heard many time in my dreams. And I couldn't stop myself from singing.

*In sleep he sang to me

In dreams he came

That voice which calls to me and speaks my name

And do I dream again for now I find

The phantom of the opera is here

Inside my mind*

**Sing once again with me

Our strange duet

My power over you grows stronger yet

And though you turn from me to glance behind

The phantom of the opera is there

Inside your mind**

Your/my spirit and my/your voice in one combined

The phantom of the opera is there/here

Inside my/your mind

**In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery**

*Were both in you*

And in this labyrinth

Where night is blind

The Phantom of the Opera is is there/here

Inside my/your mind

He got off the piano, walked towards me and grabbed me by the arms. Our bodies were so close in that instant. My body was shaking just from feeling his hands on me. He got even closer, his face just inches away from mine. He looked at me, as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. I couldn't stop looking at his eyes. I was trying to at least control my breathing but it wasn't working. I'm sure he could tell how he was making me feel because I could tell how I was making him feel, too. Even though he still had the same serious demeanor, now he seemed more intense than ever. His eyes were burning right through me and his body was shaking, too, but he looked like he was trying to control it. How could I make a man like him shake? I couldn't understand it but it filled me with joy.

His lips got closer and closer by the second and when they were finally a mere inch away he finally closed the gap and kissed me.

I could try to describe the kiss a million times and yet I wouldn't be able to. All I could say was that it was the most amazing thing I'd ever experienced. His lips were soft and warm. And the passion I felt coming from him when he kissed me melted me away completely.

He moved his lips against mine softly and yet aggressively. He placed his hands on my lower back and pulled me against him with such force it made me gasp. Our lips parted for a second but he didn't waste any time in kissing me again. I put my hands on his shoulders and grabbed on trying to not float away from all the feelings going through me. He pulled me even closer until there was no space between us and our bodies were pressed again each other. If I was shaking before, now it felt like my body was an earthquake. I could feel his body vibrating again mine, too, but he was keeping control. Once in a while he would let out a deep moan and it excited me even more.

After a few seconds he stopped kissing me. He looked at me and I felt like I was just going to melt away once more. His gaze was so intense. I strengthened my grip on his shoulders trying to keep some kind of control over myself. Not that it was really possible.

"Christine," he whispered and stroked my face. After a few seconds he kissed me again. Giving me more pleasure that I could've ever imagined. His hands on my lower back once more pushing me against him and my hands still on his shoulders, making the effort to not slip away. I had never been happier and there was no other place where I wanted to be.

Hi! I hope you liked this chapter! Writing it was really exciting because I was really looking forward to writing about Christine and Erik's first kiss. I mentioned last time I was going to let you know what period of time this story was set in but I still haven't decided :/ Right now I feel like it's better this way and I don't want to change how this story is going just because I forced myself to pick a period of time. I also wanted to say thank you to PhantomFan01 for the awesome reviews. They made me really happy :D Don't forget to leave a review telling me what you guys think, I'd love to hear more from all of you and I hope you're liking where the story is going. See you soon :-)

*= Christine

**= Erik

No *= Christine & Erik