Chapter 2
People stared at me as I ran but I ran but I paid no attention to them. They were blurs. But the strange thing was, when I reached his dorm and his room, I was suddenly self conscious. I was wearing a muddy singlet from the fight and shorts; I wasn't very attractive at all. But knowing my Dimitri he can sense me from a mile away, swiftly and slowly opened the door.
I can't explain how long I stared for. It could have been hours, days, months or years but I just stared and he did too. We drank each other in. He didn't seem to even notice what I was wearing. He had his hair his soft brown hair that only hours ago I had ran my hand through in a messy pony and his eyes were brown like chocolate swirling. His face was lit up into a beautiful smile, one that I had only seen sometimes and that reached his eyes. His face was clean though. He had obviously cleaned up. He was gorgeous, he was stunning and now he was moving towards me. I reached forward too about to embrace him. When fire boy ruined the moment.
"Hey Belikov how are you, heard you got hurt, you're looking better though" he smirked and then turned to me.
"Wow rose what's up with you, you're like steaming. You look angry you okay" he asked actually seeming concerned. I was far from angry. I turned my back on him shoved Dimitri inside walked in with him and then slammed the door on his face.
I laughed. I couldn't help it. The look on his face was priceless. Then I turned back. Dimitri was smiling, far from happy. Then for the first time since what felt for years I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his.