Disclaimer: Josh and Donna belong to someone with far more money than me.
Tom, Harry and Esme are figments of my overactive imagination but feel free
to steal them.
Author's notes: This is just a little something that came to me when I was bored, obviously its set way in the future. Feel free to send feedback good or bad. It hasn't been betaed so don't hold any little things against me!
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This night should last forever
With his arms around me I know that life is perfect. With his hands on the small of my back I know that nothing will ever feel as good again. I look into his eyes and feel like I'm looking into his soul. I see love. Not just love unconditional love the sort of love that's so passionate it's destructive and that's what it's doing: It's destructing.
It's destructing my whole life. It's destructing everything I know and hold close. I can barely think about my other life. My husband and two children are waiting for me at home. Tom will be wondering why I haven't come home to cook supper yet and Harry and Esme will want to know why I haven't come to kiss them good night.
He's selfish, that's it. He just came swanning right on back into my life without a care in the world for anyone else. It's so typically Josh.
I know what I should have done. I should have deleted that message and forgotten all about him but I couldn't. I was just too curious. What could he possibly want after all those years? So I called him. What harm could possibly come out of one phone call? So then we agreed to meet for a drink. I mean one drink can't hurt anybody, right?
Now it's 11pm and we're here. We're standing outside his hotel wrapped in each others arms. He leans in slightly more and his lips touch mine. At that moment it's like all the years of tension and frustration are met in that kiss. Our lips are meshed together. All that matters is here and now - Josh and Donna, Donna and Josh. It's like we just fit.
He tears his lips away from mine and whispers softly "Are you coming upstairs?" My mind screams NO! You don't want to go up! Think about your marriage, think about your children.
But my feet aren't listening. They're following Josh into the hotel and into the elevator and into the room and all rational thought vanishes as he kisses me again.
Eventually the morning will come. We'll wake up in the cold hard light of day and realize what a mess we've made. But I'm not going to think about that now. All there is in the whole world is me and him.
This night should last forever.
Author's notes: This is just a little something that came to me when I was bored, obviously its set way in the future. Feel free to send feedback good or bad. It hasn't been betaed so don't hold any little things against me!
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This night should last forever
With his arms around me I know that life is perfect. With his hands on the small of my back I know that nothing will ever feel as good again. I look into his eyes and feel like I'm looking into his soul. I see love. Not just love unconditional love the sort of love that's so passionate it's destructive and that's what it's doing: It's destructing.
It's destructing my whole life. It's destructing everything I know and hold close. I can barely think about my other life. My husband and two children are waiting for me at home. Tom will be wondering why I haven't come home to cook supper yet and Harry and Esme will want to know why I haven't come to kiss them good night.
He's selfish, that's it. He just came swanning right on back into my life without a care in the world for anyone else. It's so typically Josh.
I know what I should have done. I should have deleted that message and forgotten all about him but I couldn't. I was just too curious. What could he possibly want after all those years? So I called him. What harm could possibly come out of one phone call? So then we agreed to meet for a drink. I mean one drink can't hurt anybody, right?
Now it's 11pm and we're here. We're standing outside his hotel wrapped in each others arms. He leans in slightly more and his lips touch mine. At that moment it's like all the years of tension and frustration are met in that kiss. Our lips are meshed together. All that matters is here and now - Josh and Donna, Donna and Josh. It's like we just fit.
He tears his lips away from mine and whispers softly "Are you coming upstairs?" My mind screams NO! You don't want to go up! Think about your marriage, think about your children.
But my feet aren't listening. They're following Josh into the hotel and into the elevator and into the room and all rational thought vanishes as he kisses me again.
Eventually the morning will come. We'll wake up in the cold hard light of day and realize what a mess we've made. But I'm not going to think about that now. All there is in the whole world is me and him.
This night should last forever.