Third Mission
Hazel POV I am tossing and turning in my bed. What have I done? What I was thinking? The image is played in my mind again and again. Those beautiful blue eyes, those strong arms holding me, his chest again mine, those lips… those lips… Get your mind on something else Hazel or you will go crazy. My fingers have mind of their own as they touch my lips again for the nth time reminding me of that kiss. My very first kiss. What have I done… I sit on my bed with my head in my hands, clearly knowing that I won’t be able to sleep tonight. My Grandma has already send me a text that she would not be home so talking to her would not be possible. I have to keep myself distracted till the sun comes up, may be I will feel differently then. Who am I lying to…. I get up from my bed and
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