Day 8!

AN: Hey everyone! This was supposed to be longer buuuuut...I hit a block. So here it is.

At first I thought the shiver that went down my spine every time those hazel eyes turned to me was fear. Fear of that sharp tongue that would push up against the back of your teeth whenever you spoke to me.

It Was Love

I thought it was my jealousy of you that made my heart ache every time I saw you with him. Every little touch or twirl of the hair that was directed towards him cracked my heart just a little bit and no matter how hard I tried to fill up the cracks with happiness and enthusiasm you would always give a kiss that made it fresh again.

You're arms around me now after tell me I'm more than this, more than him. I know what it was. It wan't jealousy or fear it was frustration and lust. It was love.