Chapter Thirteen
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Sitting down on the sofa, I couldn't stop smiling at her.. I was probably freaking her out.
'Sorry, I'm disturbing your evening'. She shook her head.
'Noo, no, not at all. I'm happy for the company!'.
'Good... I'm surprised you're not out, It's a beautiful night tonight'. She nodded, Agreeing.
'Yeah it is, The full moon is amazing, but, Your friends freaked me out with the werewolf talk earlier'. She laughed, telling me she was having a joke.
'Are you afraid of wolves?' I asked, seriously.
'Yes... No.. I mean.. They don't exist, but, in the movies and shows, they're always dangerous'.
'True.. but that's just fake. Werewolves are beautiful creatures and they are protectors, not hunters.' She just looked at me, blinking confusedly.
'What do you mean? Protectors?'
'Everyone thinks that werewolves are these big, evil creatures that will kill you, but they're so misunderstood. They would never harm a human... Unless they need to. Some humans deserve to be taken out'. I explained.
'Taken out? ... You mean...?'
'Killed, Yeah'.
'But... no one deserves to be killed! What could someone possibly do to warrant something so evil?' Was she serious?
'Murder... rape...' As soon as I said the word, her eyes retreated downwards. 'Anyway, Enough about that, How was your day apart from the obvious?'
'It was... A mix, to be honest, Michael, I had to go to the police station this morning and-'
'What for?!'
'Um... They said there were no new developments in my case and they needed me to answer some more questions'. Hmm, That's weird, They hadn't contacted me about this, and I knew just as much as Ellie about the actual crime, if not more... Interesting. 'And then it was chill, went to the beach, but then those idiots showed up and ruined everything'.
'Yeah, don't let the girls get to you, they aren't worth it'. She just smiled.
'Why are they so vile to me? I haven't done anything and I sure as hell aren't interested in their '' men''. ' She shook her head.
'It's because they feel threatened, You're beautiful'. The words slipped out before I could even think about what I was saying. I saw the blush creep across her face and she averted her gaze again. It was cute.
She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and nibbled on it slightly.
'Don't do that'. My voice came out groggy, almost like my throat was as dry as a desert. Her gaze met mine and then, in almost slow-motion, I leaned forward, resting my hand on her cheek, I pulled her into a kiss.
She froze for a moment, but soon melted into it, her lips, moving with mine, it felt almost magical...
...but then reality hit me, and I pulled away just as quickily...
Ellie's P.O.V
Michael pulled away quickily and stood up.
'What's wrong?' I asked, I didn't feel rejected, but I was very confused. HE kissed ME, and now HE's... regretting it.
'Nothing... I just shouldn't have done that. It was a mistake, I'm so sorry'. Ok... Now I feel rejected.
'But... It wasn't a mistake. You kissed me for a reason'. He just shook his head, 'Michael?'
'I shouldn't have kissed you. I'm meant to look out for you, not... Not this!'. I could tell he was starting to get annoyed at himself.
'You do look out for me!' Why was he doubting himself? 'You've done nothing but look out for me and protect me!' He looked down. 'Look at me?' He wouldn't. 'Michael, Please!'
'Ellie, You're not ready for it, So I shouldn't have done it, I'm sorry'. He turned to leave, but I grabbed ahold of him.
'Wait, What?! What do you mean, ''I'm not ready''? I kissed you back!' and then it hit me... I suddenly realised exactly what he meant.. And exactly why he was mad at himself.. 'You're scared to touch me, Aren't you?' He still wouldn't look at me. 'Michael!'.
'No'. He was lying.
'Yes, you are!' I scoffed, I really couldn't believe he was being like this! I'm not made of glass!'
'I know, Look, Ellie, I should go. I've clearly offended you'. He walked to the door and opened it.
'Yeah, you're right. Go'. Before he could walk through and close it, I pushed him out of the room and slammed the door in his face.
I was fuming!... But why?
Yeah, sure, I liked Michael, but until he kissed me, I didn't realise how much I liked him, but I DID kiss him back...
I guess it was sweet in a way that he was so worried about hurting me or upsetting me, but... for f**k's sake, I KISSED HIM BACK! Clearly, I wanted to, or I wouldn't have done it!
Groaning in annoyance at myself now, I wandered towards my bedroom to lay down. I was tired, but it was still early-ish, even if I didn't drift off, a nice, cosy lay down until I did wouldn't be the worst thing in the world...
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