Dangerously beautiful

Three

Once inside the underground parking lod, Vernon searched for an empty parking block near the lifts. As he parked his white-and-purple beauty, he pulled the key out of the ignition switch. He was just about to lock up when he asked, "Are you sure you want to go through with this? We could always turn around and head back home, if you feel too uncomfortable!" I smiled sweetly at Vernon and said: "Thank you for caring, but I'll cope. You're like the brother I never had." I hugged him and he hugged me back. After he locked the car we walked towards the lifts.

Inside it was cool and empty, but then we went in. the song which played were something about 'You can't get rid of me' by an artist I've never heard of before. "Alexa Millo! Who's that?" Millie caught me by surprise. Vernon lifts his shoulders, having no idea. The familiar feeling of stomach climbing into my throat; felt back into place as the ride came to a stop. I just can't understand why some people hate that feeling. I love it!

As the door opens I could feel how my stomach fell in an uneasy manner. The cherry blossoms, I'm almost used to by now, played friendly across my cheeks. I gasp for a breath, but it felt completely useless. As if there's no air in my lungs. My legs slightly buckled under my weight. I grabbed at Vernon's arm. His perfect figure; dangerously beautiful for a man who I'm not supposed to know. He's like a worm, instead of apple, his nibbling through my brain. His blue eyes hold mine into place. It feels like a cold fire, burning my eyes out of its sockets. Suddenly I could swear that I've heard his thought. I should be more careful, I'm letting her in, played as a record in his perfectionist husky voice. I looked at him with a question painted on my face. Who is this guy? Be careful of what? Me! I asked myself in secrecy. This can't be happening, fathers gonna kill me when he finds out about this, the though came from his mind. I looked at him my eyes drowning in sympathy. Sorry, was the only word I thought before Vernon dragged me out of the lift. He gave me a little lump-sided smile, just as sweet as a lump of sugar.

Our eyes met a last time before the lift close its doors between us. "Would you like to explain what just happened back there?" Millie finally decided to break the silence after a while. Vernon was just as much in the darkness as she was. "You might not have noticed it, but that back there, were nothing like you've described minutes ago," my dearest friend continued vastly.

Vernon was still speechless, he only agreed with a knot of his head. "I don't know guys it's hard to explain. Almost insane! It's like I've got zero gravity when I'm around him." I answered sounding more like a nut c***k with every word I add. Once again I feel like a total i***t. "I know! I know that sounds completely insane, but I tell you it feels as if my organs are floating around when he's near…" I quickly tried to explain myself to my friend, but when their eyes looked pitiful at me. I stopped!

It felt awkward, and it doesn't matter how hard I want to make it right, I just can't. "Hey, just forget about everything that I've just told ya," I blabber out before I could think about it. "Done!" they said together. It felt great knowing that Vernon hadn't yet lost his ability to speak.

Shopping hour was not as it appeared to be. Night time came much too fast. Still the strangers face wouldn't stay out of the corners of my mine. His lips still soft, yet rough against my skin. I can still feel his muscular body against mine, like its mend to be there. Like a vivid dream I'm clearly not waking from. Cold blue eyes stares at me, yet nobodies around but me. A smile so exotic!

If someone, anyone should say that I'm imagining things, I bet I'll be able to inform them with way too much information. His face, his smile _ drew me in without any warning. His voice in the other hand fills in the blank spaces. Informing me about all kinds of s**t. Stuff that I'm not even supposes to know.

I don't know his name and therefore I am grateful. Though I'm absolutely thrilled that his name is still a mystery. Yet somewhere, and I don't know where precisely that somewhere is, I wish that it won't remain a secret for much longer.