request- fallingforyou || d.h
Word count: 661
Warning: mentions of alcohol.
a/n: this one is a short one, also quite different? i hope you like it! let me know aht you think pls?
“What time you coming out?” My no-longer-excited-self was starting to feel the anxiousness surrounding the voice coming out of me, making it almost unrecognizable to my ears. Fragile and weak.
“I don’t know Dan, I’m… kind of busy, I’ll see you another day okay?” I heard her voice on the other line, only it wasn’t just her voice. There was another voice fused into the background music asking her to come back to bed followed by a scream when she didn’t reciprocate right away. I closed my eyes only to be welcome with an image of her. Her bare back and her her falling delicately on her shoulders as she scans my room for her shirt. The half smile on her face when I kissed her cheek and brought her back to bed, my bed.
I hung up with no answer. The streets were now too dark, barely anyone was passing by and the ones that were, all seemed to go to the opposite side.The wind pushed my hair back, memories of her floating my mind. Like the universe conspired to push me against the current.
My thought deviating back to the way she looks when she sleeps, peaceful and real, as opposed of her general disposition, troubled and hidden. The way her eyes looked in the bright lights of the club and thought I always hated cigarettes, the way they smoke makes the ambient around her so… like her. Captivating and mysterious.
In every image in my head she looked beautiful, she is beautiful… So pretty yet so far out of reach.
Deviating between memories that no longer existed.
“I don’t wanna be just friends (y/n)” our minds were filled with alcohol, our bodies were filled with passion. We danced. She didn’t respond, at least not right away. She closed her eyes and smiled. She then proceeded to bury her head in my shoulder. “What do you have in mind?” she whispered as if making sure her answer was for my ears only. “You and me…my motorcycle and your house, that’s all we need” Whispering back. My lips immediately crashed into hers forcefully, they were longing for her for so long. Her hands went to my hair.
One minute we were under the purple lights of the club, the next we were at her house, in her room. Clothes scatter on the floor. Wrapped in her warmth. Intoxicated on her touch.
Her eyes search the room anxiously. She picks up my shirt and slides it over her bare body. “If you didn’t want to be here… If you don’t want me around you could’ve just said so.” She didn’t say anything back. I couldn’t help but rub my face in aggravation. The silence was unbearable. She got dress fairly quickly. I didn’t expect her to say anything but just leave. She didn’t. “It’s not that I don’t want you around. I do, trust me. I enjoy.. this whatever ‘this’ is okay? But that’s it. It can’t move from ‘this,’ it’s all it can be. At least for now. Perhaps later, when we are in the same place.. you know, in life? Maybe then, you can say that again.”
“I like you, you like me. It’s not that complicated why can’t just be together?” she sighed and walked away.
With her, every moment was bittersweet.
I smiled. Her house was in front of me, and the next thing I knew so was she. Her expression was confused, but her eyes were pleased. I saw him behind her, thought I didn’t mind. Perhaps tonight she’ll change her mind.
“I can’t take it anymore. Don’t you need me? Because I need you. It could be as slow as you like and I’ll give you all the space that you need, but Jesus Christ (y/n), can’t you see? I think I’m falling for you.”