Re: The First One - Prologue Teen romantic story
Posted: 23 Aug 2015 08:22
The First One - Chapter Three
I'm so sorry, it took me so long to continue, but I had a very hard time these past months. I hope you'll forgive me. Enjoy this chapter and leave comments please.
We sat in a little cafe just a block away from the mall. It was cozy and had a romantic touch to it for there were candles on every table and the room was dimly lit.
It felt awkward. I didn't even know this guy. But I had to admit that he looked really good. He had slightly curled hair that looked reddish brown and it was shortened fashionably. His light blue shirt stretched a bit over his muscular body and he wore a pair of tight-fitting dark blue jeans. His coat was draped over the back of his chair and he had his arms folded on the table.
Those blue eyes of his were staring intently into mine while he drove his index finger slowly over his lips, a warm smile playing on them.
The confidence he displayed made me so uncomfortable that I started fidgeting with my tea cup in front of me.
"So..." he drew out slowly, "when will you tell me your name? Or shall I give you one?"
I looked up at him and lost what I was about to say. This guy made me weak and I didn't like it.
"What name would you give me?" I asked quietly and looked at him. I felt my cheeks starting to blush. I was never a dare. I never even flirted with someone before. What was wrong with me?
Adam smiled silently and folded his hands. "Hmm mm," he murmured slowly, "You're so different and you look so mystical with your dark brown hair and your flawless skin. What about 'mystique'?"
I laughed softly. "Oh, I like that. But my name is Kestra."
His eyes twinkled and my cheeks started to blush.
"Kestra." He said my name as if he could taste every letter on his tongue. "I like it. It's beautiful and unusual. Just like you."
I blushed even more and looked down while I silently pressed out a small 'Thank you'.
He leaned forward again and frowned at me as if something bothered him. Adam cleared his throat and looked back at me again, but something was different. His eyes lost their gleam and suddenly I grew cold. He looked at me with an expression of distaste before he smiled again.
I started to feel uneasy and when I looked outside it was already getting dark. My tea was cold and all I wanted to do was going home. I looked back at Adam and remembered that he had already paid for my tea.
"Thank you very much for my tea but I should really go now I'm sorry." I stood up and picked my things up.
Adam stood up too and hovered above me. His presence screamed danger from every pore of his body. I should have felt afraid but somehow I felt like I was drawn to him.
And that was when confusion set in. I sat with him in this cafe for about two hours and all we did was talk about our interests and hobbies, which were pretty mutual. I had just told him my name ant the end of the conversation which was really awkward and now there was this sudden pull I felt.
He leaned down to me and pressed his lips to my temple. I stood there frozen in shock. This stranger just kissed me without my allowance. And I didn't even do a thing about it.
He placed something in my hand before he whispered goodbye and left. I still stood there ten minutes late. He was already gone when I remembered that he put something in my hand.
It was a piece of paper with a phone number on it. On the back there was a note.
'Don't let the sea swallow you, for it will drown your thoughts with them.'
I'm so sorry, it took me so long to continue, but I had a very hard time these past months. I hope you'll forgive me. Enjoy this chapter and leave comments please.
We sat in a little cafe just a block away from the mall. It was cozy and had a romantic touch to it for there were candles on every table and the room was dimly lit.
It felt awkward. I didn't even know this guy. But I had to admit that he looked really good. He had slightly curled hair that looked reddish brown and it was shortened fashionably. His light blue shirt stretched a bit over his muscular body and he wore a pair of tight-fitting dark blue jeans. His coat was draped over the back of his chair and he had his arms folded on the table.
Those blue eyes of his were staring intently into mine while he drove his index finger slowly over his lips, a warm smile playing on them.
The confidence he displayed made me so uncomfortable that I started fidgeting with my tea cup in front of me.
"So..." he drew out slowly, "when will you tell me your name? Or shall I give you one?"
I looked up at him and lost what I was about to say. This guy made me weak and I didn't like it.
"What name would you give me?" I asked quietly and looked at him. I felt my cheeks starting to blush. I was never a dare. I never even flirted with someone before. What was wrong with me?
Adam smiled silently and folded his hands. "Hmm mm," he murmured slowly, "You're so different and you look so mystical with your dark brown hair and your flawless skin. What about 'mystique'?"
I laughed softly. "Oh, I like that. But my name is Kestra."
His eyes twinkled and my cheeks started to blush.
"Kestra." He said my name as if he could taste every letter on his tongue. "I like it. It's beautiful and unusual. Just like you."
I blushed even more and looked down while I silently pressed out a small 'Thank you'.
He leaned forward again and frowned at me as if something bothered him. Adam cleared his throat and looked back at me again, but something was different. His eyes lost their gleam and suddenly I grew cold. He looked at me with an expression of distaste before he smiled again.
I started to feel uneasy and when I looked outside it was already getting dark. My tea was cold and all I wanted to do was going home. I looked back at Adam and remembered that he had already paid for my tea.
"Thank you very much for my tea but I should really go now I'm sorry." I stood up and picked my things up.
Adam stood up too and hovered above me. His presence screamed danger from every pore of his body. I should have felt afraid but somehow I felt like I was drawn to him.
And that was when confusion set in. I sat with him in this cafe for about two hours and all we did was talk about our interests and hobbies, which were pretty mutual. I had just told him my name ant the end of the conversation which was really awkward and now there was this sudden pull I felt.
He leaned down to me and pressed his lips to my temple. I stood there frozen in shock. This stranger just kissed me without my allowance. And I didn't even do a thing about it.
He placed something in my hand before he whispered goodbye and left. I still stood there ten minutes late. He was already gone when I remembered that he put something in my hand.
It was a piece of paper with a phone number on it. On the back there was a note.
'Don't let the sea swallow you, for it will drown your thoughts with them.'