Deserted Emotions
After this letter, only one more left! I'm so excited. At the same time, I'm kind of sad. I hate ending my fics. It's so depressing. But a writer has to do what a writer has to do. Anyways, here's letter #8!
You know all those love movies where the couple overcomes all obstacles and fall in love. I never believed that anything done in those movies could happen in real life. But I was wrong. Dead wrong.
I remember the day I fell in love with him. Him being the coolest, hottest, most amazing pilot in the world. Well, at least that's what I though. He beats Bit Cloud hands down. Let me see...
That day was unlike any other. My sister had left for the day. It was just me and him sitting next to each other on the couch. I had always been curious as to what had happened to him before he joined the team. I was particularly interested in his family. So I asked him about his family. I thought I had offended him when he didn't respond, but I was relieved when he told me that I had caught him off guard
The two of us sat side by sided telling each other about our past, our families, and our dreams. We talked together until day faded to night and night turned to dawn. I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was in his room on his bed.
Without thinking, I begged him to stay with me and sleep beside me. He obliged. I was surprised when he laid down next to me, my hand in his. I turned towards him and accidentally whispered his name. He must have heard me because he turned towards me.
Without thinking I grabbed a hold of his shirt and leaned my head against his chest. Without meaning to, I started crying. I couldn't stop. I wasn't sad, I was extremely happy.
I cried softly, not wanting him to hear me. But, once again, he must've heard me because he wrapped his arms around me. I must've fallen asleep again, because the next thing I remember was lying next to him in the same position as before. The only difference was that I could see sunlight penetrating the curtains over his window.
The first thing that crossed my mind was my sister. If she saw us like this, she would have killed him. He must have sensed my uneasiness because he told me that my sister wasn't home yet. We were about to kiss when we heard the front door open. Needless to say, I ran to my room and changed while he also changed.
To this day, neither of us have mentioned that night. But not a night passes when I don't think about it. I don't know why I remember that night exactly, but I think it's because I'm in love with him
I just pray that he loves me too.
Kelly T.
After this letter, only one more left! I'm so excited. At the same time, I'm kind of sad. I hate ending my fics. It's so depressing. But a writer has to do what a writer has to do. Anyways, here's letter #8!
You know all those love movies where the couple overcomes all obstacles and fall in love. I never believed that anything done in those movies could happen in real life. But I was wrong. Dead wrong.
I remember the day I fell in love with him. Him being the coolest, hottest, most amazing pilot in the world. Well, at least that's what I though. He beats Bit Cloud hands down. Let me see...
That day was unlike any other. My sister had left for the day. It was just me and him sitting next to each other on the couch. I had always been curious as to what had happened to him before he joined the team. I was particularly interested in his family. So I asked him about his family. I thought I had offended him when he didn't respond, but I was relieved when he told me that I had caught him off guard
The two of us sat side by sided telling each other about our past, our families, and our dreams. We talked together until day faded to night and night turned to dawn. I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was in his room on his bed.
Without thinking, I begged him to stay with me and sleep beside me. He obliged. I was surprised when he laid down next to me, my hand in his. I turned towards him and accidentally whispered his name. He must have heard me because he turned towards me.
Without thinking I grabbed a hold of his shirt and leaned my head against his chest. Without meaning to, I started crying. I couldn't stop. I wasn't sad, I was extremely happy.
I cried softly, not wanting him to hear me. But, once again, he must've heard me because he wrapped his arms around me. I must've fallen asleep again, because the next thing I remember was lying next to him in the same position as before. The only difference was that I could see sunlight penetrating the curtains over his window.
The first thing that crossed my mind was my sister. If she saw us like this, she would have killed him. He must have sensed my uneasiness because he told me that my sister wasn't home yet. We were about to kiss when we heard the front door open. Needless to say, I ran to my room and changed while he also changed.
To this day, neither of us have mentioned that night. But not a night passes when I don't think about it. I don't know why I remember that night exactly, but I think it's because I'm in love with him
I just pray that he loves me too.
Kelly T.